The two goblins step up to the party, giving them grim looks as they follow Kres back towards Klarg's resting spot. The goblins look to one another and say something to one another in goblin, then look to Kres. "You follow us. Dead Boss Klarg is with his pets." One of the goblins says to Kres in common.

In the meantime, Yeemik seems to be waiting impatiently, both his archers and Randaler seem to be at a standstill, ready to fire on the other party if anything kicks off. The others note after a moment of waiting that the human beside Yeemik seems to stir slightly, as if waking up from being knocked out.

Realgâr definitely does not have a good feeling about this "truce", nor about splitting the group up again. Since no one has asked, he says to the human prisoner (pointing a handaxe at him) "You there sir. Are you injured in any way?"

"Fine then lead the way." kres says, still uneasy and not trusting the goblins.

The human is very obviously injured. His face is swolen with bruises and he has cuts along his clothing with dried bits of blood. It looks like the goblins have been torturing him since he was captured. He seems to be conscious, but not fully aware of his surroundings yet.
"Awake, eh hooman?" Yeemik looks at the tied up human beside him. He then looks to Realgâr, "Yes, he's injured. He could die if your friend doesn't hurry up." The goblin says with delight on his face, obviously enjoying having the high ground figuratively and literally in this hostage situation.

The goblins take Kres back to the room with the rock pools and then down the passageway the group hasn't gone down. It twists and descends until Kres finds himself underneath the bridge, being led back to the cave with the wolves. Holding his torch up, he can see that the wolves here have gone to sleep, at the back of the cave is the crumpled form of Klarg, one of his outstretched gangly arms half-eaten by the wolves. "We'll wait here. You go get him. And quiet, Klarg's dogs don't like strangers." One of the goblins say with a crude smile.

Kres will quietly sneak over to where Klarg is. 

12

Kres manages to sneak quietly over to the Klarg's corpse. The wolves seem to stay asleep as the goblins watch on.

Kres will look over the body as he can't lift the bugbear up, he will pick up the morningstar and something that looks like proof that Klarg is dead.

Investigation 21

Searching Klarg's body, there isn't anything of value upon him. It must've been in the chest in the room. Kres takes the morningstar.

"Psst, hey!" One of the goblins hisses. "You need to cut his head of, ya dumb bird."

"With what?" kres replies as he shows he hasn't got any sharp swords on him, he will try and use his talons to cut the head off failing that he will look to the goblins.

Kres will try to cut the head off using his talon, if that doesn't work then he will look to the goblins and show he hasn't got any sharp weapons on him.

It's a messy business, but Kres continuously flays at Klarg's throat, removing the head after a couple of minutes. He sneaks back to the pair of goblins. "Right, back to the boss." The goblin points its scimitar at the aarakocra.

"What is taking them so long?" Yeemik calls impatiently. The other goblins seem to be getting a little on edge as well.
Sildar (the human) looks on over the edge at the group. He's gagged and bound so can't really do much in his predicament.

Kres sighs as the walk back, carrying the head of Klarg out in front of him, she he doesn't drip blood on his clothes and feathers.

Chad

”Well I don’t knoooow Yeemik. They probably had to go the long way to get him. He tried to run away and leave you all to die. He fell down some hole. They’ll be back. My bird friend is less than dangerous. Your goblin soldiers would have no problem killing him.” I look around after smelling some sort of food. “You have anything to eat around here?”

Realgâr says to Yeemik (in response to his earlier question), "It's in your best interest to keep him alive. You could have gone and looked at Klarg for yourself, quit complainin'."

Chad 

In goblin: 

I laugh while looking at Realgar. "You should relax my friend. There is no reason to cause an issue. I trust this goblin."  

 Randaler is less then amused when Chad laughs... 'I wish the'd hurry up!' he thinks to himself. 'My arms are getting tired.'He continues holding his aim at the goblin archers.

Realgâr is not amused and says, "They tortured that man up there and are prepared to kill us. I'm not interested in makin' friends in this situation. Let's just hope Kres gets back safely so we can leave this place."

"And we'll eat this human if your friend doesn't deliver, then all of yous." Yeemik holds the dagger back at the aged human's neck.

At that moment, Kres is led forward by the goblins back into the room, the two goblins keeping their scimitars at his back as he is led forward to present the head.

"Oh, this is perfect." Yeemik smiles sinisterly as he takes the blade away from Sildar's neck. "We can truce now." He stands behind the tied up human and puts a foot on his back, as if ready to kick him off the cliffside. "How much is this one worth to you? 50 gold, maybe?"

Sildar seems to struggle in his bonds slightly, but seems too tied up and too weary to do anything at the moment.

Kres will look and walk forward with the head to give it to the goblin. "Surely you want to hold his head up in victory?" 

Chad

"Yeah of course Yeemik. 50 gold is fine. That's a peasants amount of gold. The golds somewhere in my robe." I reach into my robe while whispering "Jim's magic missile." I draw my wand and cast magic missile against Yeemik. 

Damage: 4

Three purple bolts launch from my wand to strike Yeemik for 15 force damage.