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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6270100" data-attributes="member: 40413">Not far away, nestled in a hollow, is the hobgoblin camp.  There are no other hobgoblins or ogres in the camp and a quick check reveals four flea-ridden bedrolls and a large pile of poorly-cured, reeking hides that was likely the ogre's pallet indicating that you dealt with all the members of this band.  Gnawed bones, some large enough to be a horse or donkey, are scattered about the camp and contribute to the overall stench of rot that hangs about the site.  About twenty yards from the camp is the decomposing body of a tinker, obviously one of their recent victims.  The tinker's goods are scattered between his body and the hobgoblin camp though all of it has been damaged or destroyed.A scan of the area reveals a faint magical aura of conjuration not far from the tinker's body that turns out to be a wand of healing.[GM]Wand of Cure Light Wounds, 50 charges, and 250 gp scattered about.  Nothing else of value.[/GM]<img src="http://img713.imageshack.us/img713/716/w26c.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />. . . . Brother Goswald . . . .</blockquote>