"Where Penley? They climb good", Bok'Shir suggests looking around for the Tabaxi and pointing up at the sleeping goblin.

Penley sidles forward, having fallen behind to do something secret (Read: cough up a hairball). With practised grace and agility, he crouches down, and then springs forward, claws outstretched, and attaches himself to the wall. Digging his razor sharp talons into the damp stone, he claws his way up to the top

OOC: I assume I don't need an Athletics check since I have a 30ft climb speed?

That is correct. I will say this has all taken around 30 seconds to attempt so half way through sleep.

There is no other goblin on the bridge and the path either side from the bridge goes around corners and therefore no other goblin visible at all either 

Penley finishes climbing the wall, and stands atop the bridge. Looking around to make sure that there aren't any other goblins staring him in the face, he picks up the unconscious goblin, slings it over his shoulder, and slides down the wall, using his claws to slow his descent.

Once he reaches the bottom, he drops the goblin on the ground with a slight thump, and looks at it. He whispers to Muck and Bok'Shir "Well, here's the thing: We're using a lot of rope, so here is what I suggest: that little goblin is outside, and we have a cave full of hungry wolves next door. I say we get rid of this one and feed him to the wolves so that way our little friend doesn't find out."

Looking at Bok'shir, who is most likely appalled that Penley would break his promise, he adds "And don't worry, it's not breaking my promise. I had my paws crossed behind my back. Besides, the little guy will never now. And it will be a painless death: we can drown him in the river. Thoughts?"

Bok'Shir looks from Penley to Muck. He has to admit that he is worried that trying to keep all the goblin-kin down here alive is going to end up with them being the ones dead. But then this one is so helpless.

And the truth is, no-one has really asked for his opinion about something like this before. He had to consider it properly.

Finally it comes down to one thing, and he shrugs in a manner to suggest he doesn't really mind, "Have no rope".

(technically, you aren't killing him. The water is. You are just helping the water...)

(Just going to pop in and say Bridgette would really not approve of going back on the deal we made... but what she doesn't know isn't hurting her lol)

"Well, then I guess we drown him. Besides, we're not the ones killing him, the water is. We're just helping the water do it..." Penley trails off, a morose expression on his face. He suddenly perks up "Anyway! Muck, can you help me hold him down in the water? These little guys are slippery, and we don't want him getting away." He carries the goblin over to the water, and tells Muck "On three, you throw him in the water, and then I'll sit on him and hold his head under. You make sure he doesn't escape."

"Ready?"

Muck has actually spent this whole time trying to extract his pseudopod, which got stuck in a little groove in the wall after his failed climb attempt... As a result, it hasn't really been listening to the ethical debates or justifications for the goblin killing...

"Huh? What?" Muck says, after finally extracting his psudolimb.... It follows Penley's instructions and moves into position. "Sorry, I got distracted. Why are we forcing his head underwater? I thought most boney-folk didn't like that. Is he really thirsty or something?"

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Your talking has taken almost the full time of the spell, so he will be waking very soon. You don't notice anything else going on currently.

"Just hold him down! One...two...THREE!" With that, Penley shoves the little goblin facedown into the water, and promptly sits on him. "Grab his arms! and legs. And yes, he is thirsty"

Muck assists as instructed, gently adding in a soothing voice, "There you go, little goblin. Relax. Drink up. You'll feel much better soon."

Pleased at the prospect of being so helpful, Muck looks toward Penley and forms a big smiley face as it holds the goblin under. "It feels good to do good," Muck adds, innocently ignoring the thrashing goblin. "Does't it?"

"I...um...go keep eye out", Bok'Shir says as an excuse to turn his back to the drowning. He wanders off a little way muttering, "Blik not hold up his part. He not here to help. Why we should".

OOC: Poor Bok'shir, questioning his morals so soon into the adventure.

Penley chuckles at Muck's words "Good...yeah..." He trails off, and then forcefully shoves the goblin's head deeper into the water, letting it "drink up"

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"Blik not hold up his part. He not here to help. Why we should".

 (Blik is tied up, if you don't bring him in, he is not coming in. Bok'shir might not have thought of that though)

The goblin makes a reasonable amount of noise shouting underwater, and trying (and struggling) to thrash around. It very quickly goes limp though after it has drunk all it is able to drink, for the rest of its life. 

Muck regards the gobin's limp form and then looks to Penley. "Aw... Poor guy. He's all tuckered out... Maybe we should just leave him here to rest, huh?"

Muck then cranes its "neck" looking this way and that, getting a sense of its surroundings. "So... Where to next?" it asks, then glances down at the goblin's corpse. "Maybe we should wake him up to ask where the feeding cave is."

The goblin looks so relaxed and content that Muck isn't sure it will be easy to wake it up to ask

"If he was a guard, then that means he probably doesn't know much. How about I climb up on that bridge and look around from a higher vantage point?" Penley tries to move Muck away from the goblin before the ooze discovers that the goblin is not sleeping. 

Once again leveraging his feline ancestry, Penley silently scales the wall and hops onto the bridge, looking this way and that, his keen hunter's eyes, blessed with dark-vision, piercing through the gloom.

Perception check: 8

Map: Green is Bridgette and Blik, Purple is Penley, Pink is Muck and Bok'shir

 You have 6 ways you can technically go (which includes into the wolf pen. You have seen more than I remembered to reveal due to darkvision. At the back of the cave you would have seen a narrow opening in the east wall leading to a natural chimney, and also includes giving up and leaving)