It is not something you will want to remember. It is not the actions of heroes. But then you aren't here to be heroes. You are here to revenge a hideous series of attacks and slaughters on Sandpoint by these murderous vermin. You are here to neutralise the Thistletop risk and kill or capture the demon lady that appears to be driving their actions.
But killing something in its sleep still feels wrong.
Jokad, Danth, and Jovik strike quickly and hard. The power of Danth's blow causes the collapse of the bed the goblin was lying in, forcing the spasming corpse of the goblin onto the floor as he bleeds his life into the floor. Jokad takes out two with a quick series of strikes. Jovik works differently. He moves rapidly from body to body, efficiently slicing deep cuts in their necks, severing veins, and causing gurgling, panicked goblins to crash, writhing, onto the floor, their legs kicking as they fade, their eyes wide with fear.
Jokad and Danth clean up, dispatching those that are left before turning on those whose deaths did not come quick enough.
It is a horrible thing you have done, but you feel it was necessary. When you finish, the room is slick with blood.