"Better....." Tagret says as the goblin starts talking and then he lifts his head to the other "Let's get moving.....keep the goblin bound and we can talk further on the way" and with that he lifts the goblin onto his shoulder, walks over to the cart and deposits it on top before addressing it once more "Keep talking friend.....it looks like you will be coming with us for now........perhaps you will earn your life as we travel......where is the human now then?......and where is the Cragmaw tribes camp?"

Tagret makes sure he has his hand axes, javelin and great axe as he stands by the wagon, waiting for the other to prepare to depart.  He will remain on the ground, walking closer to the wagon as they enter the forest.

Rashana stretches her arms and mutters to herself. "Well. That's quite a fight, wasn't it?" Then she returns to the cart and sit down at her previous seat.

As the goblin is thrown onto the cart he land roughly on some boxes. He rolls off on the boxes and onto the cart. He lies there for a moment before struggling to sit up. "The human is at our hideout, King Grol did not request for him. Cragmaw Castle is somewhere northeast of there. But please you have got to let me go. If the others think I lead you to the hideout or the castle, they will kill me as soon as look at me."

As the goblins is thrown to the cart, Rashana observes his demeanor and facial expression to see if he is telling the truth and if he told everything he know.

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Saravena takes her usual seat to drive the cart then leans back into the cart, "Oh I don't think there will be much to worry about with your friends the guards will keep you safe after we hand you over. Also I have been wondering is all the gear you stole at your hideout as well? This Cragmaw Castle?"

Rashana says to the goblin with a calming voice. "I think you should tell my friend here everything you know." She points to Tagret. "He doesn't like someone who hides something."

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The goblin turns to Saravena, "I... errm.. Don't know what that stuff went." Before turning to Rashana, "I-I've told you everything I know. I swear."

Eniwin resumes walking by the cart, a bit shaken by the encounter but still pushes through. She writes down everything the goblin says in her notebook. 

Seeing Eniwin a little shook, Damian will pat her on the back "Hey, don't beat yourself up. These guy will say and do anything to escape, this is the real world not books. Not everything we do will be pleasant. That I am sure." 

Damian will walk a head with Target "Hey perhaps go a little easy on Eniwin this whole search and destroy business my be a little too much. to bare witness to."

"I hear what you're saying blacksmith, but the people that we are being paid by did not get to Phandalin, so if the goblin knows something he is going to give it up, one way or another.  It is here now because it decided to ambush us and would probably stick a knife in us now if it could, so if it values it's life enough then it will help us and perhaps earn its freedom, if not......." trailing off before turning back to talk to the captive

"Hey goblin, you have a name?" Tagret will pause a moment before continuing to see if it is forthcoming with a name "You have a more immediate threat to your life right here, so stop worrying about what might be, and worry about what is right now.  I won't be letting you loose to go warn anyone of what you told us already, but even if you were to escape now, returning home and telling your Klarg that we might be approaching will lead to him wondering how we knew where the human was taken.  You will have no welcome waiting for you other than a sword to the belly I think.  We intend to retrieve the human with or without your help, and if you choose not to help then it will not end well for you....." he pauses to let that sink in, then continues  "Tell us about Klarg, how many warriors does he have?  Where is his camp? And why did he spare the human - what use does he have for him?" 

"The name is Murg," the goblin replies. "I don't know how many men he has, though it's probably less than twenty. His camp is at the end of the trail just over there..." Murg tries to gesture with his head, but ends up falling over again, knocking his head against boxes. He lies there for a moment, before trying to get back up again. "I don't know why Klarg wants him.

If you let me go, I can run away. You killed the rest of my party. But the rest don't know if I survived. I could run away far away. They would presume you killed me too. They wouldn't even look for me."

"Really Murg I don't think you will have to worry about your clansmen finding out about anything," Saravena calls back driving the carriage forward. "So Tagret are we going to Phandalin first to drop off the supplies or are we going to the goblin's hideout first to possibly rescue Gundren? I would prefer not to have to worry about guarding these supplies if we are going to raid a goblin lair."

"You are right...we should get to Phandalin, deliver the wagon, report on what we have found and then decide.  I just hope that the captives are not disposed of while we do that....and I think Murg will remain with us for the time being...he is kind of growing on me.  Let's get moving...."

"Well, we should double time it then full speed to Phandalin." Damian will begin moving at a fast pace following target. 

Eniwin hops into the cart. She contemplates what has happened and writes in her journal about her experience. 

As you all continue down the Triboar Trail, you proceed with a much quicker pace. However, it nearly takes four hours to complete the journey to Phanadlin. When the afternoon sun begins to descend in the sky you capture your first glimpse of Phandalin, as you emerge from the wooded hillside. The town consists of forty or fifty simple log buildings. Around some of the newer buildings, you see the crumbling stone walls of old ruins. This hints at the town's centuries long past.

As you make your way through the town, you realise that you don't know who to deliver these goods to. You were instructed to meet Gundren, but with him apparently being captured by goblins, you cannot do that now. But you make it to the town green and first spot children playing on the grass. Whilst the townsfolk tend to chores but you catch their attention as you go past.

Then you spot a lean balding human man approaching you from one of the streets ahead. His face portrays a look of worry, and his age which seems to be around fifty.

"I take it that you are escorting these on the behalf of Gundren," he says. "We don't get many visitors to these parts, and certainly not with a wagon full of goods." The man explains his assumptions. "Unfortunately, Gundren never made it here. I believe that he has probably been captured by goblins. There has been much activity in the area of late. Linene Graywind would know more than I, I'm afraid. However, I suggest you rest for a while before departing again."

Eniwin comes down from that cart and formally introduces herself, "Hello my name is Eniwin Arkanista, pleased to finally make it here. Where can we stay for the night?"

The man smiles, "Well, I guess I haven't introduced myself properly yet either. The name's Elmar, Elmar Barthen. And you will be able to find lodgings at Stonehill Inn, ma'am. It's just behind me." Elmar then gestures a thumb over his left shoulder.

"Yeah we can confirm that Gundren was taken by goblins, we have one in the back," Saravena comments pointing to the back of the cart. "Do you know where we could drop the supplies?"