There are six hobgoblins arguing over a sack of spilt coinsin the center of a room that holds six beds with musty, ragged blankets. Six footlockers (small, wooden chests) rest at the foot of the beds.
The six creatures turn in surprise as the party enters the room and begin to ready their weapons for combat. The three lead hobgoblins are wearing decent suits of chain mail armor and wield longswords. Another hobgoblin with a dark, hooded cloak looks nervously at the entering party and takes a step backwards as she readies a crossbow, although a robed comrade slips slightly behind her and starts going through his pouches. Finally, another hobgoblin fingers a strange medallion on his neck and begins to finger it as if in prayer, while his other hand searches for the handle of a mace. One of the lead warriors raises an eyebrow at the other as Carl makes his dramatic entrance before the three armored hobgoblins head towards your party with weapons pointed at you.
