Mycroft manages to deduce some of the bugbear's special abilities which he shares with the group, while he's at it he begins another a discourse on the strengths and weaknesses of bugbears in combat.
Move 20' Standard action: begin bardic performance 'naturalist' +1 attacks, +1 ac. vs bugbear. round 4/7
"Ahem, Joof I do not know who Zarongel is but I would be pleased to lean about him or her in detail. In the future. For now I hope very much that you and Zarongel would allow me to take one of those?
"Ermm, Ekkie? What exactly would you do with one of those flasks?"
Mycroft tentatively tries to take on of the alchemist's fire flasks.
"He's getting awa... Oh my he's fast!"
end bardic performance
As Yarak buzzes past him he whips around and fires off a shot with his short bow at near point blank range.
Shortbow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5 Wonderful.
He is totally unable to track the speeding goblin and badly bungles the release of his arrow, sending it in completely the wrong direction.
I don't know if an archivist bard needs to make a knowledge check if he has previously identified an enemy but I'll make one to be safe.
Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11 Ack! Not sure if that's good enough, or if you can take 10 on a knowledge check in this circumstance. Presuming he can, Mycroft starts his performance. +1 to hit and AC to all allies in 30 feet
Mycroft once again begins a quick running assessment of the tactical situation. "Remember they're not to sophisticated but they're cunning!"
Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22 To identify the goblins.
Mycroft runs forward and takes a look at the goblins. "Ah yes! Local sewer goblins! Peasky creatures. They're quick but they telegraph their movements with their eyes! Mycroft launches into a detailed breakdown of how to target the goblins and anticipate their attacks.
Bardic Performance: Naturalist. +1 to Attack Rolls and AC vs the goblins for allies within 30 feet of Mycroft.
"Ah good, thank you Ekkie! Mycroft smiles and indicates the wayfinder. "I don't suppose we could have that back? And do you have anything else that you've taken from other houses. We'll need to return everything to their proper owners."
Mycroft blinks at Heidmarch's words. "Uh yes we are still in the process of learning everything we can from our new friend here. As our tengu associate says it seems she's acting at the behest of another goblin who himself serves an unnamed and unknown superior. What is clear is that there is an active group of goblin thieves in the vicinity who have a particular interest in obtaining a wayfinder."
"Eat you! Oh miss I don't know what you've heard from this ah, Plarg, fellow but we don't eat anybody."
Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
"Why don't you come along inside? We can talk about why you were looking through things that don't belong to you. Fellows, do you want to escort our guest inside?"
Mycroft stops to think.
"Um, say, is Plarg around here now?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Mycroft again yells from the window, speaking in goblin. .
"I'm sorry but we just can't let you go without asking some questions. If you come quietly now I promise you will not be harmed. As you can see we have not used lethal force yet!
Not sure if that's diplomacy or intmidate.
Not a great result regardless.
His words are rushed and lack conviction.
A bookish looking halfling bustles in an looks around.
"Well yes this will do nicely!"
He marches up to each of his fellow pathfinders and offers his hand. "Mycroft! Mycroft Anselm. Call me Mycroft! Pleased to meet you."
At meeting a fellow halfling he smiles. "Ah yes, um, Joof! I'm new here. I'd be pleased to hear whatever you have to say about Maginmar."
In his downtime after any introductions are complete Mycroft sits down with a notebook and begins recording his observations for the day, in tiny neat handwriting.