The goblin wretch
With faces like granite, the dwarves go about their bloody work quietly and efficiently, leaving a single goblin alive but well trussed.
As the gnome scholars gather around the goblin, it begins to stir, shaking of the last vestiges of Karienna's spell. As it regains consciousness more fully it begins to struggle in its' bonds tossing and twisting, eventually knocking itself prone, before giving up the obviously useless struggle.
After it gives up struggling it lies still for a little while and then begins to shudder slightly and Karienna, you get the impression that it is crying.
Dwarves:
As you busy yourselves searching the bodies and the surrounding area you notice that unlike previous ambushes this band of goblins all came from different tribes. Goblins within a tribe look very similar, but this is a widely disparate group of corpses, with different skin tones and clothing styles. Their presence in the dirt at your feet seems to be the only common thread.
A sweep of the surrounding area does reveal a single clue, in the form of fresh tracks, from a smallish horse or pony and from a very large wolf. The tracks are clearly there and judging from the steaming remains of the pony's last meal, quite fresh.
With faces like granite, the dwarves go about their bloody work quietly and efficiently, leaving a single goblin alive but well trussed.
As the gnome scholars gather around the goblin, it begins to stir, shaking of the last vestiges of Karienna's spell. As it regains consciousness more fully it begins to struggle in its' bonds tossing and twisting, eventually knocking itself prone, before giving up the obviously useless struggle.
After it gives up struggling it lies still for a little while and then begins to shudder slightly and Karienna, you get the impression that it is crying.
Dwarves:
As you busy yourselves searching the bodies and the surrounding area you notice that unlike previous ambushes this band of goblins all came from different tribes. Goblins within a tribe look very similar, but this is a widely disparate group of corpses, with different skin tones and clothing styles. Their presence in the dirt at your feet seems to be the only common thread.
A sweep of the surrounding area does reveal a single clue, in the form of fresh tracks, from a smallish horse or pony and from a very large wolf. The tracks are clearly there and judging from the steaming remains of the pony's last meal, quite fresh.