Aaryn
"Thank you for your hospitality," Aaryn says, sitting down by the fire and warming his hands. "That sewer was right cold, you know. And thank you for the offer of a brandy, but I've too much a taste for high elven liquors, a vice, I suppose, but then we all have them."
After a moment, Aaryn holds up the sack containing the goblin's charred pelvis bone, "I've come to collect the bounty you promised. Of course you never really specified whether you wanted him dead or alive, and seeing as I found him dead as a result of his own mischief, dead will have to do."