"Ruxithid?" respond the goblins to Fergus in the bunk room, still rubbing their eyes with sleep. "He’s probably in the blue room, down in the Mines. Communing with the mighty gods that gave him and us our powers." They point to the shaft in the west wall of the room, framed by old scaffolding and a well-worn rope. There's an ancient platform of some kind in the center housing a small mechanism of some kind.

Quinn's prisoners in the hallway, meanwhile, are wide awake and very afraid. "Ruxithid keeps the Offerings in his blue room! They are offerings for the gods! The blind men already took most of them away, but I think some are left down there. The sick ones who couldn't walk."

Boona tends to her many wounds upon wandering over near Quinn. Jergen sticks by her side.

Fergus:

”Ah, excellent, but I would hate to disturb your rest as we descend.  Is there another way down?  Perhaps through the door just outside this room in the hallway?” asks Fergus.

He tries to listen to the conversation happening out near the kitchen, but it is far away.  If he does hear it, he will also ask about some of the Offerings being led away by the blind men.

Perception to hear:  9

Boona listens in calmly, her mind hasn't linked the word Offerings with Bryonys Family.....when/if it does the goblins probably shouldn't be nearby.

"Don't open that door!" responds the gobins to Fergus with alarm. "Monsters in there. Dead things from the old times. Don't open it. The only way down is through the shaft. Ruxithid can fly. We climb."

Fergus:

”Right, thanks for the warning.  Let me gather my friends and we will be on our way.  Feel free to return to your rest if you wish,” responds Fergus, turning around and moving back to his friends to tell them what he has learned.