"Klarg is the bugbear who leads them, and it seems he had orders to waylay my travelling companion, Gundren. I heard from the goblins that the 'Black Spider' , whoever or whatever that is, sent word that the dwarf was to be brought to him."
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Klarth looks at Sildar, then over to Vidar, narrowing his eyes as he takes in the goblins. "It seems there may be more here than just getting rid of this Klarg," he says to Gorne. He stands up and moves towards the goblins, puffing out his chest and straightening as tall as possible. "What aren't you telling us?" he snarls at the goblins.
At this point the goblin begins pacing and seems to be getting very frustrated. "Hrrrrgh! No, said enough! Said too much already! I say more when Klarg dies!"
Gorne grunts in the affirmative in response to Klarth. "Its a start, we should deal with this Klarg and try to milk them for more information afterwards, possibly Klarg will spill the beans too" Gorne says to his companions.
Klarth strides over to a dead goblin and scoops up one of the better made scimitars, handing it to the man. "It's not great, but it's better than being unarmed," he says gruffly. He looks at the rest of the party. "What now?" he asks.
The goblin moves down the stairs and to the entrance of the room. "I can show you a secret passage into Klarg's room. This way." And it begins moving through the tunnel.
"Klarg is the bugbear who leads them, and it seems he had orders to waylay my travelling companion, Gundren. I heard from the goblins that the 'Black Spider' , whoever or whatever that is, sent word that the dwarf was to be brought to him."
Klarth looks at Sildar, then over to Vidar, narrowing his eyes as he takes in the goblins. "It seems there may be more here than just getting rid of this Klarg," he says to Gorne. He stands up and moves towards the goblins, puffing out his chest and straightening as tall as possible. "What aren't you telling us?" he snarls at the goblins.
Intimidation: 19
The goblins exchange glances then look back to you, "N-Not telling about what?"
Klarth looks at them suspiciously. “Who is this ‘Black Spider’?” he growls.
The goblin's eyes widen a bit, "Don't know, not my business to know. Orders come to deliver dwarf, so Klarg sent them dwarf."
Klarth looks around at the others in his party, then back at the goblins. "Where did Klarg send the dwarf?" he asks.
"To King Grol in Cragmaw Castle. Kill Klarg, and I can tell you the way there," the goblin says with growing desperation.
Klarth turns again to look at his companions, eyebrows raised in question.
"King Grol? Cragmaw Castle? Why do you want to be the boss? And who is king Grol?" Elora asks while waving her staff at the goblin, threateningly.
At this point the goblin begins pacing and seems to be getting very frustrated. "Hrrrrgh! No, said enough! Said too much already! I say more when Klarg dies!"
Gorne grunts in the affirmative in response to Klarth. "Its a start, we should deal with this Klarg and try to milk them for more information afterwards, possibly Klarg will spill the beans too" Gorne says to his companions.
Klarth nods in agreement with Gorne and then looks at Sildar. "Are you well enough to assist us?" he asks. "Can you handle a weapon?"
Sildar nods, "Yes, I believe I can manage if you give me a weapon. I'm afraid mine were taken."
((Are there any weapons left by the dead goblins that Sildar could use?))
They had some crudely-made scimitars that seem usable enough.
Klarth strides over to a dead goblin and scoops up one of the better made scimitars, handing it to the man. "It's not great, but it's better than being unarmed," he says gruffly. He looks at the rest of the party. "What now?" he asks.
Sounds like we deal with Klarg and go from there
Elora turns to the goblin "Where is this Klarth?"
The goblin moves down the stairs and to the entrance of the room. "I can show you a secret passage into Klarg's room. This way." And it begins moving through the tunnel.
Klarth immediately turns and begins following the goblin, alert for any trickery.
Perception: 15