Chronolo powers down a jolt of energy it had been charging up to blast some Hobgoblins away. "This one would prefer eliminating the Hobgoblins before they regroup." The Warforged will ready an Eldritch Blast if any Hobgoblins approach before accompanying the party where they so choose. 

(You're in 9C at the moment - if you wish to leave, you'll head back to 9B. Lets pretend 9C is completely walled off, even though it shows open on the map.)

Taking one last look at the Wall of Fire behind her, Diesa followed along behind Caim into the next space (11) and looked around at what was in front of her. (Perception: 22)

At the door to AREA 11, those who listen hear loud hammering from beyond.

"I hear something, or someone, on the other side."  Diesa whispered quietly to the others.  If it's possible to open, and no one stops her, she'll open the doorway just a smidge to see what might lay on the other side. (Stealth or Sleight of Hand if necessary: 25)

This area appears to be a smithy. In the middle of the room, a male fire giant uses a massive hammer and anvil to pound a heated iron fragment into a rounded shape. Resting on the floor next to the oversized anvil is an iron cage containing fifteen brightly glowing giant fire beetles. Wings to the west and east contain pieces of sculpted iron of all shapes and sizes.

Diesa shares what's behind the door before asking "What do you think he's working on?"

Objectively listening about the giant smithy’s work, Tor mutters, “By Moradin’s beard, that’s not half bad for a giant, but I’m sure his detail work can’t match a dwarf’s!  Would that be a shield?”

Gnomon shivers in the heat of the blast furnaces...whispering "Whatever it is that that ... thing ... is making, it's surely not a gift for a little school boy to play with.  That's gotta be a weapon of mass destruction!  On three?" as she nocks a finely tuned arrow onto the string of her mighty bow, and pulls back the string.

Caim cocks an eyebrow at Gnomon. "Before we unleash on this guy and declare 'Mission Accomplished,' perhaps we should investigate a bit more. Think you can get a closer look?"

Caim quickly adds, "Though, maybe we leave the giant to his business and see what else lies ahead. You know, to at the very least, explore our options. " The storm cleric motions toward the passageway to the east before moving to the door outside Room18. He listens at the door to see what is beyond. 

Perception: 24

"Yea...that might be for the best..." Diesa responded as she followed Caim towards the next area.  While she was curious what the Giant was forging, she was quite satisfied with only two giant trying to cleave her head off per day and doubted this one would be any friendlier than the last two.

Chronolo abruptly lowers a hand. The Warforged had been preparing to light the Giant up. Oh, well. It was here to blast, not think. It simply nods along and follows the party's lead.

Gnomon reluctantly releases the tension on the bow string, and quickly withdraws from the room.  Whispering in Caim's ear, "You hear anything in that room?"

Tor, uneasy, strains to listen, prompted by Gnomon’s question to Caim.

perception: 9

The door to AREA 18 beyond contains the sounds of hushed whispering and arguing - similar to what you heard in the other Hobgoblin room.

Caim grimaces, turning to the others and whispering. "We may have found more of those tall goblins. I think we have the surprise if we want to rush in weapons ready."

Alexa frowns faintly, but nods, resettling her grip on her staff.

Chronolo beep-boops a response, agreeing with blasting before the hobgoblins can prepare an adequate defense.

Seeing the room ahead as their only path forward for the time being, Diesa sighed inwardly as drew her swords, ready to charge in with the others