"I... I can help with that." A meek voice ring out from near the entrance of the room as a timid female goblin steps forward. She is holding a butcher's knife that she probably picked up from the kitchen for self-defense. She is wearing sleeping rags and no armor.

"I... could serve as an... ambassador. I could go with the humans for negotiations and... I will report back when the talks are done. If I don't return... you will know that I have died and they can't be trusted..."

"that's a good point to start trust. And we have the same assurance that you won't turn into attacking the villagers once they had sold you the tools"

The goblin says, "If... the alliance sticks, I could send weekly letters to the Commander. It would let him know of the situation and if I stop sending letters for a few weeks... it would mean that I died or was kidnapped."

Skriiod sighs and looks at his fallen companions. He takes out his potion bottle and administers it to Elsara. Healing her for. 12 

"You could also offer protection to the villagers, they are as vunerable as you are without protection, they don't have any training." 

Elsara coughs and splutters as the potion takes effect, helping her regain consciousness. She sits up and looks around. "Whu, what happened?" She asks, trying to assess the situation around her.

Evans looks at all of them and says, "Yes. If you can convince them to conduct business with us and tell the guards in heavy armor (The Rurik Guard) to not steal any resources we find, we will be able to do that. However, it will take time as... a lot of our soldiers have been martyred. However I want you to do a simple thing now to show that I can entrust Ms. Orison's safety to you. I want you to lower all you weapons."

Also Elsara is awake again.

Skriiod picks his sword off the floor, placing it in his scabbard, before helping Elsara to her feet.

"We are going to help these people in making a deal with the goblins that remain here." 

Elsara gets to her feet thanks to Skiirod's assistance. "So we're not fighting anymore?" She asks with a hopeful tone to her words. Her sword lies on the floor where she fell. "Huh? Oh, you want to see we don't wanna fight you? Sure!" Elsara takes the sheathed scimitar she claimed and also places it on the floor. "See? I told you we're not baddies." She is very deliberate with her movements so it doesn't look like she is up to anything; she honestly wants to cooperate.

Gendan slowly and reluctantly lowers her sword away from Evans’ neck. And slides back over to Y2, closer to her comrades. 

"So Mister Evans," Elsara says, being a bit more animated. "Who is Missus Orison?" She glances around and sees the goblin woman. "Oh, hello there! I'm Elsrara, Elsara Deepmoon. It's nice to meet you." She waves at the goblin in the night gown.

The goblin nervously waves back. "Gabby... Orison."

Elsara looks at the situation and then thinks about what Corvus has said so far since she's been awake. "So we're taking Missus Orinson with us as a thing of trust? Well, would you like me to stay here while they go back to town and explain everything? It's only fair and I can help protect the place from actual baddies since we did kill a lot of your clan... I'm very sorry it came to that, I didn't want it to..."

"I shall stay here, unless you wish for me to help at the village, as I must protect those that need it." 

Gendan turns toward Elsara and Val and says in Elvish, ”I really don’t like the idea of splitting up. These guys almost took us out when we were all together. What if this is a ruse to separate us in order to eliminate us piece by piece?”

(Leave Folki here. He'll need the rest and he's useless at decision making so will most likely **** up all negotiations with the village)

Moving on...

After everyone has lowered their weapons, Evans gives an order to Vlad and Sekai. They reluctantly sheathe their weapons followed by Evans himself.

"I entrust the safety of Ms. Orison to you. Keep this in mind though; should she die, there will be consequences."

Elsara looks over to Gendan. "You know, it's really rude to speak tongues others don't know in their presence." She says, pouting and putting her hands on her hips. "Besides, it was my idea to stay here." She then turns back to Corvus. "Mister Evans, I'm gonna offer to use my sword to help you during this trade discussion. Would you like me with the others to escort Missus Orinson to meet and negotiate, or would you like me to help guard here in place of your companions?"

"Yes. It would be preferable to have you here," Evans responds, "however take that bird with you" he points at Folki.

"Fine, lets hurry this along. Nothing should go wrong, we shall try to keep things calm at the village and see what happens." Skriiod walks over to Folki and hoists him over his shoulder.

Quick Question: What are you guys going to do about the pile of loot you left lying around the base?