Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: Lost Mines of Phandelver

"That didn't look like a human too me!" A man shouts from the inside.

Roll persuasion 

“yes, he is not a human. More like a rock man.”

”but I’m human, I just saved your friend, and your starting to irritate me.”

Persuasion 16

Krull turns his attention towards the voices coming from the cellar "Coward! You hide in that cellar when the big Al is here bloodied and beaten to save your sorry ass!Come out and at least face us." (15 intimidation)

"A rock man?" Rabbit mumbles. "That was Droop. He is a Goblin, but also our friend. Clearly not an orc either!" 

(Persuasion: 10)

“Oh,” Margret says, misunderstanding who the hidden were scared of.

A grizzled looking older man, peeks his head out of the hatch "It's ok boys, seems we have some good lookin women up here, with big Al"

You hear him mumble "Lucky son of a"     Seeing Krull he does a double take, nervously laying his crossbow down, he slowly comes out of the ground. " I'm the cook, Grady"  He is followed by three more, what looks like, humans dressed as, cowboys, or ranch-hands.

It takes a few moments for him to notice; but, once Droop registers that Al had been placed in the cart with him, the goblin scurries hurriedly to a far corner. Only then did he allow himself to breath a sigh of relief, before daring to peek over the edge of the wagon to watch the others continue badger the cheesy crossbow wielding demon that had taken up residence in some cellar of sort. For a moment, he glances over to his bow, contemplating rather or not to break out the weapon and hold it ready to slay the dweller in the deep. But fortunately, he never quite gives in to the impulse. For now.

At the very least, not before the 'demon' shows himself, prompting the goblin to duck back down out of sight without looking into the wagon!

"Good to meet you Grady," Rabbit says, giving the man a smile. "We managed to fight off the orcs. I think we took care of all of them. And even a wolf that was after one of the cows. Al had been tied up in the basement. I don't think the orcs treated him too well."  She nods over towards the cart where Krull had placed the big man. "Though I still wonder why the orcs didn't just kill him," she adds.  

After a brief pause she says, "Well, what now? I think Al also offered a reward if we found the cow. And I would like to hear what the orcs were asking about. Maybe we take him back to the house and wait until he wakes up?"  She looks at Grady and addresses the other farm hands. "What do you all think?" 

Margret remains quiet, eying the group. She feels as if there is a mystery to solve here. What did the orcs want with Al and this place.  Secret skull recipe, a hidden treasure from his former days?

she ponders quietly to herself. 

Grady nods, "As bad as Al looks, the house seems the best. If there is any food left, I'll fix you dinner." Grady tells the men to help big Al back to the farm house, then they work on the barn and house. Later after big Al gets some sleep he wakes up in time for dinner, porkchops potatoes asparagus and eggs, ale that was hidden from the orcs. Big Al directs you to his bedroom before nightfall, and gives the group a suit of mithril chainmail "If you sell this, it should cover your expense's, and the award, you said Sildar promised. Get some sleep, my men will keep watch. I want to thank you again for saving me and my men."       

(Margrets armor is better than mithril Chainmail, selling it would be the best. or Droop could wear it, I think though it would look kinda funny, without alterations.)   

(@Storm: Sadly if its chainmail, even though mithril, Droop is still not proficient in heavy armor. So, he'd get slapped with a bunch of debuffs. z.z; ... That said, he'll wear it going forward if that's what the party wants without much complaint. xD)

Despite any assurances before or during, once Droop sees all the farmhands peering over the rim of the wagon to see to their friend, he almost immediately started scrambling out the back in order to ultimately duck underneath the wagon. But with a final goblin curse uttered, he'd fall to the ground headfirst, knocking himself out on the spot! Despite the damage done it was nothing that a little TLC couldn't fix in time. But even so, no amount of head trauma and offers of a delightful meal makes it any easier coaxing him later to join the dinner gathering with the farmhands! Otherwise, he's more than happy to stay in the wagon, chowing down on left over Axe Beak rations.

Knocking himself out, later Droop finds himself siting in a chair at the dinner table, plate of food Infront of him.

Krulls thought are conflicting.There is nothing else he wants more than a good night's sleep..and at the same time isn't sure cause those men were hiding in a cellar.if they can't protect themselves how they can protect the group? He thinks.

At the end he picks the first choice and says "Well I thank you ..also can you show me a quite place outside..I want to go for a sh..it..Haven't for hours and  I can feel my tummy bubbling if you get me "

Margret cleans up and is quite thankful for a home cooked (cowboy style) dinner. They had spent a long time on the road, and she didn't realize both how hungry she was but also how filthy she was. She gets herself cleaned up, uses the facilities to wash some of her gear and clothing, and when dinner is ready, is ravenous. She is very thankful, thinking the food itself was worth the reward by itself. Assuming nothing too eventful happens, she will retire early and get a good nights rest.

Grady says to Krull, as he takes the dishes, "There's an Out house around back, big man, look for the small building with a crescent moon window, and the pile of corn cobs, next to it." 

Krull nods and then heads out to that small toilet..it's been hours as he initially struggles to poo and the relief it comes with letting them out is unbelievable(19 con )..the smell also."I should start eating vegetables" says to himself.

Going back he says to Grady"I think is best not to use that one for a couple of days.. it seems blocked "

After shaking off the initial fog of confusion, Droop stares wide-eyed at the plate in both fear and gnawing hunger. Yet in seeing and hearing the other farmhands about.... it was too much! At any moment one of them would notice the goblin sitting at their table and start shooting him again! Or pummeling him! Or both! Sure the other party members were about, but considering most of their "chaotic" tendecies during the day's early operation, Droop knew it would be better just to make himself scarce for a while. So at the earliest opportunity in which everyone seemed distracted either conversing or eating dinner, he'd try slipping away from the table and quietly make for the wagon.

-Stealth: 18.

Though even if a moment never really presents itself, he only had so much patience, so wasn't making a bit of a scene in outright bolting with the plate within a few minutes of regaining consciousness!

You guys are at the dinner table Droop seems to be freaking out, Roll perception verses a 13, if you want to calm him. Then persuasion DC10

Margret talks him off the ledge in Goblin (Persuasion 20), "The food is good and they aren't gonna eat you. Eat up my friend. You earned it today, killing that wolf."

Rabbit is amenable to Grady making some dinner. With Droop apparently sleeping (at least that's what Rabbit thinks), she heads out for the stable to give their horses another check.  She'll make sure they're watered and fed, then come back to the house.  With the offer of the mithral chainmail, Rabbit nods. "It does seem like more than sufficient compensation."  She glances at her companions, to see if anyone would want to make use of it.  "It's probably best we sell it off and split the money, but it is certainly quite valuable." 

Once dinner is prepared, she sits down to eat.  She's a bit unsure of how exactly the sleeping goblin ended up at the table. And now seems quite distrubed. (Perception: 19 to try to get an idea of what's happening.)  She listens to Margret as she tries to him calmed down. Although she adds, "If he'd rather not be cooped up in here, Droop should be free to go where he wants. But you are more than welcome to dine with us Droop." (Persuasion - if needed or to help Margret: 7)