Wildwood RiTaC III Gannu Mines

Weylan cocks his head, then tries to conceal his suprise as the large wolf speaks in a language he understands, then turns to the others.

"We should give him a proper burial. It is all we can do under the circumstances."

'yes'
Rooth says with a effort swallowing some tears 'nature will surely have him back' 'must you soul live for ever Gravan' with that she starts making a hole.
 

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It takes work but a shallow grave is dug for the fallen druid.

The two prisoners mutter to each other softly under the impassive but watchful vizored view of NR4ZN but do not make a break for it or escape their bonds.
 

When it's done, Inamar whirls on the goblin and its weird talking wolf. The work of burial has dissipated most of her fury, but there is still anger dancing in her eyes, and powering the sullen blue glow of her marks.

"Alright you! Tell us where the rest of the goblins are, and how many there are and where they're going!"
 

The goblin looks frightened and shouts out "Ahh! O que você quer louca!"

goblin [sblock]Ahh! What do you want crazy woman?[/sblock]
 

Syfer, still sitting behind the wolf after kicking it, finally stands up. He walks his way toward where Inamar is questioning the goblin, his tiger claw still in his hand. He walks up to her and asks, "Is he squeeling?" Glancing at the terrified looking goblin.
 

"He's...saying something," Inamar decides after a moment's thought. "Not just squealing."

She gives the others a quick look.

"Anyone speaking goblineese?"
 

Rooth nods to Inamar. 'Hes asking what we want'
Rooth approaches the goblin repeating Inamars words "Alright you! Tell us where the rest of the goblins are, and how many there are and where they're going!" she snarls beeing sure she shows as much teeth's as she can.
 


He jabbers "Gah! Os arredores do povoado estão desta forma. Você está em Worgmordida do território. Não sei talvez cinquenta por Goblins grande família, um escore de famílias grandes? Nós estávamos indo para falar com a Pedraescavações em nome do nosso novo líder. Eles estão em sua mina e não vai nenhum lugar.." His words seem to trip over each other.

Goblin [sblock]Gah! The outskirts of the village are this way. You are in worg's bite territory. I don't know maybe fifty goblins per big family, a score of big families? We were going to talk to the stone diggers on behalf of our new leader. They are in their mine and not going anywhere."[/sblock]
 

Rooth translate the Goblin 'Gah! The outskirts of the village are this way. You are in worg's bite territory. I don't know maybe fifty goblins per big family, a score of big families? We were going to talk to the stone diggers on behalf of our new leader. They are in their mine and not going anywhere." she looks at Inamar.
 

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