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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Random Bystander" data-source="post: 6638693" data-attributes="member: 6702095">A foot from the same goblins' face, the magic stone shatters in a brief, but noticeable flash of red. The last two goblins drop, arrows and axes slicing deep.You are standing along a blood-stained stretch of road, two dead horses, recognizable as belonging to your employer and his bodyguard, lying on the road. The bodies of four recently-slain goblins decorate the road, as well; their blood glistening freshling on their once-living corpses and the ground.The wagon you are taking to Phandelver sits some fifty feet in front of the scene, still unstained. Your employer's fate is uncertain, and finding any leads is down to your own mental faculties.Now that you've had a few moments to rest, though, a casual look would reveal that the Goblins' arrows in their quivers match those in the horses for fleteching; black feathers. The horses' saddlebags are open, assorted contents spilled across the ground, as if hastily searched.What do you do?</blockquote>