Tanarel seems to pointedly ignore the thuggish Axel.
"It's nothing to be ashamed of Sydney. Some of us are obviously accustomed to battle, others less so. In truth I am thankful that we have a broad range of skills to draw upon, we are in the middle of our enemies territory and we do not know what challenges we will meet before we make our escape. If we stick together and work for our common benefit then we have a chance of making it out of here alive. Perhaps you should take the studded leather that this goblin wears." He gives the unconscious goblin a kick in the ribs. "Perhaps its protection will lend you some courage."
He scratches his stubble thoughtfully for a moment.
"I would feel better if Raven and I kept the daggers for the time being. If you get into trouble I swear I shall spring to your aid as if you were of my own blood. Yell, and I will be at your side. Do you feel comfortable going for a quick scout around this corridor without one? If all is clear then we shall proceed together. Does this sound acceptable to everyone?"
Struggling into the hobgoblins armour he mutters to himself. "A bit tight around the chest, but it will suffice."
"I have plenty of experience in slaying goblins after some time in the army, I will be able to make swift work of any that I find with this dagger." He makes a couple of slashing motions in the air as if to test the weight of the blade. "It's not a sword, but it will serve its purpose. I'd swap it for my pipe and baccy though."
"Geramon, I'm sure we can keep a look out for your pet and tome of knowledge. I assume it's your spellbook and would be of some use in helping us escape. Besides I owe you a gold piece." Tanarel smiles at Geramon before continuing. "How many times can you cast that cascade of colours that befuddled the senses of the goblins?"
Tanarel finishes lacing up the armour and walks over to the wretched goblin. "Tell me, where are we? Are we near the town of Wheloon? As to what I'd do with your friend, I would slit his throat, but perhaps locking him in that cage and throwing away the keys would be more just. Do goblins deserve justice though?"
As Tanarel brushes the hair from his eyes a look of determination crosses his face. "By Hoar, Zanzer Tem will pay for this crime."
