Pausing for a second, Fatcoin reflects on where exactly Brother Martin exited from when he collected the antidote.
"We met Lord Giles who is quite elderly. All the same, he was quite lively when speaking to us. He is very worried about the attacks and I think he is willing to pay quite a bit of gold, if we stop them. However, he is adamant in his belief the attacker is a fiend. I very much doubt it. In my opinion, our best guess so far is the creature is a manticore playing some cruel game."
Looking over James, "Given your present condition we might have to consider the possibility of an elaborate hoax. Though why a family of goblins would operate like this is beyond me."
"You said you saw only a few goblins, correct? Perhaps we should do a little ambushing of our own? It is likely the answer to this mystery is on or in Flytrap Ridge and if there are goblins holed up there, I'm willing to bet they have something to do with it."
"How do you feel? Up for another fight?"