TOR2: Onwards to Combe

[Othniel]

Believing they would get no more useful information from the goblin, the woman set about retrieving her gear. She hoped her things were merely set aside, rather than damaged or destroyed.

OOC

I'm assuming for the sake of play that my stuff is easily retrievable, but let me know if otherwise. ^_^

I'm also assuming I can call my horse once we exit this cave.

[Muskrat]

Vidar considers a moment then nods at Fargrim's words. He crosses his arms and looks down ominously at the wretched creature and says, "If you do not wish the Breefolk to execute you for your crimes, tell us what you know. Where did you come from? The Misty Mountains? Angmar? Elsewhere? Who is your master? What orders did they give you? Do you know the route south to the White One?"

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[silverfoxdmt73]

The goblin cowers before Vidar's imposing form, holding it's hand over it's head protectively. As Vidar speaks, it looks up at him, dark, watery eyes wide and pitiful looking.

"We's comin' from the hills to the north, some of us, the orcses I know not where they came from, they just came an' got a bunch of us to take the she-elf to the south is all I knows... Down the Greenway to Tharbad is all I knowses about where we was goin'." The goblin blurts out in a tumble of barely understandable words, clearly not used to speaking in a common tongue.

"The White One is an old manling, crooked and bent, but he mends our hurts if we 'ave any when we meet 'im." It adds.

[Othniel]

"Tharbad?" The woman repeated. "It would seem some villainy is at work in the south of these lands."

[Muskrat]

Vidar nods at the elven woman's words. "Well, that your destination was Tharbad is useful to know. Tell me, goblin, do you know when or where you were to meet the White One? A password you were to use?"

[silverfoxdmt73]

"I don'ts knows... The orcses were leading us.." It whimpers, sure it's answer isn't what Vidar wanted to hear.

[Muskrat]

Vidar glowers and asks, "And did the orcs never mention any hints of these things in the conversation?" Vidar wonders what orcs and goblins might even converse about. Probably nothing pleasant.

[silverfoxdmt73]

The goblin simply shakes it's head, hands raised protectively, expecting the worst.

[Othniel]

"You have heard the creature's words." The elf woman gestured toward the goblin. "Now you must choose what to do with it: Slay it, bind it and take it to the village of Men, or release it. I wish to leave this fetid cave quickly."

[RorytheRomulan]

Fargrim is comfortable now, putting weight on his axe like walking stick, which he has planted on the hard ground. His hands squeeze it but briefly, as he looks past the goblin. He aims a leery glance toward the woman it called an elf, before setting on the goblin again.

"I gave my word. Let it go. I am loathe to travel with it."