The Sceptre of Kings-A Heroic Dwarven Quest

OOC: Could Turlough have quick-drawn a sap and knocked out the last hobgoblin for questioning?

“Oi, that’ smarts! Must be getting’ old, letting meself get sliced by a hobgobber…” Turlough grumbles as he quick-draws his wand of cure light. “Err… I’m not bad at usin’ this, but it don’t come natural to me like it does to some of you. Elspeth, could you?” Turlough hands his wand to Elspeth and shows her his boo-boo.

As Elspeth is healing up the Trapmaster, he turns to Mohgrym, all smiles. “Hehe, I love it when you do that.” He chuckles a bit, snorts, and turns back to Elspeth, inspecting his wounds. “Thanks Els, say, since the little prince isn’t here, maybe you could interrogate the hobgobber?”

OOC: Assuming Turlough knocked one out.
 

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" let's hope that no one knows about us. at least we can find out a bit more about what's out there from this hobbler here. good thinking on the trapmaster's part."
 

"and mighty was his.... Well, that was short and one sided. Hold still," Elspeth bends to heal up the trapmaster and looks at the captive, "Someone want to tie that guy up?"
 

silentspace said:
“Hehe, I love it when you do that.”
"My pleasure." Mohgrym says with a smile. "Though it would appear that I cannot take credit for any of the kills this time. Stori's magic took care of most of the ones I injured."

After confering with the Trapmaster, Mohgrym will see to tying up the prisoner. Provided someone can lend him some rope.
 

Mohgrym moves to tying up the Hobgoblin, doing a decent job until Ghimlod smiles and takes over, showing that the same expertise with which he was rumored to scale inner mountain cliffs could be used on hog-tying enemies.

Untryn flies in, landing and begins looking about the chamber, blowing little gouts of flame at cobwebs and lichen, amusing himself.
 

Elspeth looks at Mohgrym and Stori, and gets an arrow out in case they are disturbed, "You gentlemen want to do your thing and check what's behind the doors or shall we do this the old fashioned way?"
 

"Eh? Aren't one of you youngun's going to question the hobgoblin? I'd do it myself, but I'm not so good at talking with hobgoblins. No, my specialty with hobgoblins is cracking their skulls..."

Turlough looks at the hobgoblin menacingly as he speaks. (At least that's what he's trying to do, he's not sure how well it works. By Moradin's beard, these young hobgoblins today, they just aren't as intimidated by their dwarven elders as they were in the good old days!)
 

Mohgrym lets Grimlod take over the tying of the unconsious prisoner and goes to speak with Elspeth. "Sure I can have a look. Which door should we try first. Perhaps the right one again. Too bad we dont have a map again this time."
 

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