[LPF] The Sword and the Fallen Angel [OOC]

around the corner Heinrich listens in on the conversation, but out of sight of the goblin.

OOC: knowledge arcana is to deturmine if he thinks the goblin is talking about a magic gate
 

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The goblin replies, still very much frightened, "Yar, tru dat gate. Down da hill, t'wads da city, maybe. Hoo long? Dunno, hoo long me be ded? Dey wa her abutt wun snack time befoa yas cum."

At the mention of eating, the goblin overcomes some of his fear and he looks a bit hungry all of a sudden.
GM: Heinrich's Knowledge is such that he realizes the goblin doesn't diddly squat about Arcana. :p
Your guess is as good as mine about how long 1 snack time is. Ask a kindergartener the question "how long" and see what you get? ;)
 

Heinrich returns empty handed, no torch or anything of that nature.

"Das knight, they take vith them, yes or no?" and when he gets an answer he says, "kommen, gehen wir" as he prepares to leave he will take a meal's worth of rations and feed it to the bound goblin, taking care not to get his hand any where near the fang filled maw.

"Here for you is a snack."
 

The goblin looks at the food suspiciously, not trusting food from the man who was just threatening him with fire and showing him mangled corpses. But he still is scared enough to keep answering questions, "Da stupid ol' knight? Naw, gob dogs ate 'em, all gone. Unless der dung gots him innit."
 

Heinrich takes a bite of the trail rations, a pretty good size bit at that. Half of it is gone in that one bite. If the Goblin is looking to get a treat, he better hurry-kind of bite.

OOC: need to get some sleep. g' night all
 
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Garnet has been holding silent, the ancient enmity of her people for the goblin vermin held in check by her knowledge that they needed information from the creature. But at the mention of the knight's body, she finds herself shaking with rage.

"Excuse me," she asks, her voice low but cold and stony. "Did you just say you fed the knight's body to your dog?" Her grip tightens on her axe, which twitches almost imperceptibly.
 

"I think this goblin needs to be taken in to a tribunal for das act, Garnet. It ist prisoner of var."
 

"Try a goblin!?" Garnet sputters. "And a bandit is not a prisoner of war!" She regains her composure.

"It talked," she grudgingly admits. "So we can't kill it. We let it go naked and weaponless. That is," she adds menacingly, "Unless it hasn't told us something."
 

The goblin keeps it mouth shut on Garnet's reaction to letting the goblin dogs last meal, trying its best to not make the situation worse. Once talk starts turning to at least giving him freedom, he shakes his head vigorously in response to Garnet's question about him having things he hasn't told them yet. "Told ya wat I nowed."
 

"straange as may be, I believe truth is told." His hands move about in gestures, the food moving about crazily with his hands.
 

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