If there's anything edible Tanarel will have a bite to eat.
What to eat: stale bread, rotten meat, moldy bread, or scraps of apples. You choose.
"Goblin, do you know the layout of this complex? Is there a place we could find weapons & armor? Do you know where our green-robed friend's books & animals might be? What has happened to our possesions?"
The goblin licks around his hands in hopes of slipping through the shackles. When he realizes that he cannot, he looks back at Raven annoyed.
"There is armor around. There is clothes around. There are books, animals, and complexity around. Now, is it my turn to get my necked sliced, hag?" He spits at Raven, but the saliva fails to connect to her.
"Also, we need to get to the truth on Axel. Axel, you must tell us the truth about how you came to this dungeon, & what you know about the opposition here."
As a reaction to this question, Axel squeezes the remaining bread in his hand and chucks it behind him (accidently hitting Tanarel). He sighs and leans against the wall, stairing out to space.
"I lost a card game," he says taking a deep breadth.
"I lost a betting game to a crooked merchant. I had a winning hand, and the crook had drawn from a crooked deck." The big man then slams his fists into the stone wall.
"I bet... I bet everything I had. I was supposed to win!" he screams angrily. Axel then slumps down to a sitting position on the ground.
"...and that crook considered my wife and children a part of everything... that I had. That bastard! That crook!"
Axel rubs his now bloody knuckles and rubs it against his prison clothes.
"I broke into his home. I shoved every one of his cards down his throat until he told me where they were, then I killed him. And this is where he sold them. To this 'Zanzer Tem'. I came here to get them, but he had his guards jump me. Zanzer Tem will pay for his doings..."
Axel turns to Raven. A tear can be seen in the man's eye, looking out of place for such a strong-looking guy. Axel then wipes his eyes with his big, dirty hands and goes back to his usual self.
"Lady, slice that goblin's throat and lets get on our way. I will be the king of our expedition, and I, the king, have elected our little halfling friend to scout out ahead now."
He scratches his gut then turns towards the wall.
"Nobody look!" As he relieves himself Axel says,
"I only know the next room, because that is where I became conscious again after I was clubbed on the head by Zanzer's goonies. There is nothing but boxes, crates, cages, and clothes in there."