"Hmmm." The goblin says venturing closer to you down the hall but still several feet away 

"We no go. Door locked. Other door big rock."

At that moment he gives the barbarian a curious look.

"Why naked?"

"Other door big rock no longer. We pushed it out of the way of the door so that we could get in."

Brade growls at the little goblin and raises his shield and sword as if to swipe at it, but it’s only a flex to try to get a flinch out of the little creature.

“What is it to you if I am? Your only concern should be if I’m cutting your head off or not. Bah…”

He’ll turn away and, if the skeletons seem completely or even just mostly gone, he’ll go back to fetch his things and pull on some clothes.

The goblin shrinks away at Brades harsh words, a nervousness in his eyes. 

You stay in big room. No bring undead into goblin home.

"Hey, we can all be friends. Everyone is having a bad night" Ali says trying to deescalate 

Kiana makes sure she has all of her gear and starts to head towards the door leading outside of the tomb. "I don't think we have much left to do here. The drivers won't be coming back to get us. The storm is gone, but my guess is those boneheads won't be for long; they've been alive twice already, and they say third time's the charm. We all need some rest, but I'd personally be more comfortable to get it at least a mile away from this place.

"We're all heading east, right? It feels like the smartest thing to do right now would be to travel together. I'm not exactly a wilderness person when I'm by myself. No berry or fruit that I see goes untasted." Kiana addresses the goblin, "Sorry for... well... you know. You'll probably want a new lock. And maybe something to prop up against the door." At the entrance, she gestures towards the outside world, waiting for her companions to leave before going out herself.

Brade balks at the idea of heading out.

”Uhh, your holiness, ma’am, the skeletons all went that way, I don’t think we should head out there, especially in the dark.”

He will casually move towards the goblin as he says this. He’ll suddenly round on the goblin and say aggressively,

“I wanna see what this little monster knows about the skeletons. Spill your guts, or I’ll spill them for you!”

if needed, intimidation: 4 lol

The goblin peers up at Brade, pushing his shield between the two but not stepping back. He may not be intimidated, but he also isnt dumb apparently.

"We have no skeletons. Our home safe until you come."

"We understand that, but please know that we didn't WANT to be attacked by skeletons. We'll get more out of working together"

The goblin's eyes vacilate between Brade, the clearly angry human and the others who displayed a mix of sentiments from sympathy to apathy to congeneality. 

"You close door. You stay south of this." the goblin said, somewhere between a question and a statement, as he pointed to the third statue. 

"You yell if skeletons come back. We help you."

"Alright, fine. As long as there's something between us and the bones, I guess it would be safer to rest here for the night. But we have to move, first thing in the morning." Kiana takes a place near the door, unravelling her bedroll and sitting on it. "I take first watch. The rest of you need to be at least somewhat rested in case we get interrupted again."

Colm nods and sits down. “I hate to say it, but I really do need a rest. Thanks.”

Brade is quite unhappy with the others’ completely cavalier attitude towards the goblins but he’s not about to rumble with them alone in the dark on their home turf.

“Hey runt,” he says to the goblin. “We’ll sleep here tonight. Any funny business and I will part your head from your body. Got it?”

"No funny business" the goblin says, taking care to not turn away from Brade as he stepped backwards away from the group. "We leave light at corner. You see."

"Much obliged" Ali says as she posts up away from the door

The matter seemingly resolved for the moment the group retreived their belongs from the crypt room and settled in against the doors. Brade seemed genuinely distressed as to whether he should sleep with his back against the giant stone doors in case the skeletons returned, or as the bulwark against any funny business the goblins might try. In the end, he chose the doors. The others talked quietly amongst themselves and, having decided to double up on watches, soon settled off into their own quiet corners.

The rest of the night passed uneventfully. As the first rays of light appeared down the hall, likely from the hole Kasimyr and Brade had spotted above, the group began to stir. The eerie toll of a bell puncuated the early hour, echoing down the hall from the darkness. A short distance away a couple of goblins briefly came to the intersection. Looked at you, and looked down the far hall into the dim light. Moments later, they disappeared back the way they came.

(Long rest achieved. Its been a long holiday weekend, and some of you have been even more quiet than I have. Lets see some activity so I know we're all still here)

Ali starts the day off like normal, with an inventory check and a little bit of cold breakfast

About that)

gonna be another super busy week. We’re gathering our mountain country and we’ll be camping somewhere with no service until at least Sunday, starting tonight)

so feel free to bot Colm)

Kiana wakes with a start, refreshed and rejuvenated after a well-deserved sleep. She gives a cursory glance to the inside of her backpack (if only to mimic the others), and promptly starts to head towards the door to the outside. "Let's try not to take too long here, people. Every moment we spend here is a moment those skellies are contemplating coming back."