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Message: <blockquote data-quote="JustinCase" data-source="post: 7355629" data-attributes="member: 6776182">James searches the door for traps and finds none. Carefully he opens the wooden door and peers inside.A long dining table cuts diagonally across this wide, circular room. One corner of the table has collapsed, and tipped over dining carts are scattered around the room. A small, rumpled bed-pallet is strewn under the collapsed end of the table, where a small goblin is snoring softly. The creature is dressed in bloody rags and still holds what appears to be a chicken bone in its small hand.The room is dark, and Magdalena cannot see anything beyond the first few feet. James, however, sees unlit torch sconces lining the wall at 15 feet intervals.At that moment, everyone hears voices coming from outside and growing in volume. Some of you recognize the language as Goblin, but only Traubon can understand it.[ooc]The newcomers are not aware of your presence yet, so if you choose to attack, you can do so before rolling initiative.[sblock=Traubon]You are the only one who speaks Goblin. You hear one creature praising the cunning and ingenuity of another, and the other voice bragging about being the scourge of the human village and planning on taking back leadership of their tribe from one called Krig.[/sblock] [MENTION=6853819]TallIan[/MENTION], are you still with us?[/ooc]</blockquote>