"Unless you've already dealt with it."
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"We didn't have to deal with it, yet. It was clever to keep your little watchdog guarding the back entrance. But what you may not realise, is that it doesn't stay put."
"We cased the rock for a few days, to judge your numbers and routine. One thing I realised is that the seabirds avoided the cave. At first, I thought the goblins were leaving traps, but then we saw the creature leave, climb up the outside to the higher nests."
"Our monster experts identified it, and the fact it was blind, so we waited till it next went out, and timed our entrance then. It's been in and out a few times, but hasn't yet come back to this cave. But it will, eventually."
"Whether you're still here then, depends on you."
Intimidate
"Our mage said she watched it; never mentioned it leaving."
"I wouldn't know about that. I try not to have anything to do with goblins."
Sense Motive
Bluff
"I haven't been here long at all, and I certainly don't speak much Goblin. Just 'yes', 'no', 'come here', 'go away', and such. Just a few words I've been told. I haven't much need for anything else."
He has stopped struggling against his bonds, and is looking out the cave toward the voice. Hearing only silence, he continues.
"It's the others do all the talking to the goblins, they leave me out of their plans."
"The goblins we caught, said this guy was the bugbear's wife. Said he couldn't get enough cock."
The man turns to the sound of the new voice, tries to keep his cool, but his momentary fierce expression, and flushed cheeks are easily seen by both Tregar and Ensu.
"let's just tie him to a rock and roll him over the side, we're wasting time and he doesn't have anything to tell us anyway. Let the fishes have him."
"I dunno, I rather like the idea of him being bait. Sort of an 'early warning bell' for the rest of us."
<the sound of a seagull is heard from the mouth of the outer cave, its cry swelling and dimming as it moves nearer then farther. As it rises on approach once more, it is suddenly cut off.>
"Gentleman gentleman...", pausing long enough for the swordsman to turn towards her soft commanding voice, "I have no time to waste on silly talk. I want results now, and I don't care how.", pauses for a longer period fluttering her fan, "Please begin disposing of a few fingers."
Intimidate:
Drawing his blade, Galstok checks the edge before slowly advancing on the bound man.
"I'm not lying! I don't give the orders!"
"I'm just a bodyguard; I didn't plan to be here! The half-elf is the one you want!"
"What's this half-elf's name? What does he look like?"
"And before you get clever, I mean more than just 'half human and half elf'. Give me details."
"He's tall, dark hair, ponytail. Got a light tan skin and wierd slanty eyes...err, more than normal for a half-elf, I mean."
He is straining to see in the gloom, possibly to tell if there are any elves or half-elves in the party.
"I am very sure this half-elf being referred to, does indeed has a name.", pauses briefly, "Our friend here definitely would know more about this hide out. Who is actually here."
"His name's 'Suto'. Or sometimes 'Tusuto', depending on who's doin' the talkin'. He's the one who orders the goblins. But I don't work for him, I was hired by his lady friend."
"Last time you saw him?"
"Yesterday; he was very agitated. Kept out of his way while he argued with the goblin chief. I gather he'd been on some raid, that hadn't gone as well as planned."
"Also, what is her name?", fans her face slowly.
Galstok stands mostly quietly while the others do the talking, periodically checking his blade.
"While your at it, why don't you tell us what they were arguing about."
"Whoah, I can't answer you all. One at a time."
"I work for the lady, Nualia. She hired me to escort her from Riddleport to here, which I did. I never realised the place would be full of goblins once we got here."
"I don't know where they attacked, or why. But Tusuto was angry at the goblins for failing to bring someone."
Nualia didn't go on the raid, wherever it was, so I stayed here. I don't know what the objective was, but the day after the others came back, some more goblins came out of the Nettlewood, dragging a cart. Everyone went out to watch them bring it in, which took forever, because the bridge is so rotten."
"There was a long crate, wrapped in a sheet. Well, they tried for ages to get it over the bridge, slipping and sliding everywhere. I got bored and went for something to eat. I came back, and they were still at it, only this time Nualia had come out, and she'd obviously taken charge, as they'd taken the cart down to the beach, and were trying to haul it up the side of the rock."
Galstok looks thoughtful for a moment, then looking at Tregar and Valoria "Don't you people put your dead in to long crates? Wasn't there a grave that was robbed?"
"Indeed there was. Father Tobyn's grave was the one that was opened.
Goblin footprints all around. It was fire that took him, a fire which burned down the old church. They only just finished building the new one, which was the focus of the festival we came for."
"It was a crate, a rough wooden crate. But it was a big one, big enough to have held a coffin."
"Where did they take the crate?"
"It went below, into the lower chambers. I never saw it after that."
Looking over to Ensu, "The Skoan-Quah take great care with the graves of our Wise Ones. What could these beasts be wanting one of yours for?"
"I...don't know. Um...like I told you, I've kept to myself since we got here."
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"Don't give me that! You can't tell us you've not been out of this room for weeks, that you've not heard anyone discuss their plans. Even if the leaders can keep a secret, the stupid goblins can't."
He steps into the edge of the light.
"What would I see if I were to look into your soul?"
Intimidate (Gaaaahhh!)
"I swear, I don't know what was in the box, or what they wanted it for."
While not exactly ignoring Tregar, he does seem to spend more time glancing at Galstok, and the haughty woman who seems to have him on a leash.
"I did accompany my employer to two meetings, in the first few days. It...was not to my taste. Several new goblins had turned up, and the chief seemed to be testing their loyalty. Some stayed, and were let into the tribe. The rest were taken away, and thrown down a hole, into the sea."
"These meetings; were they religious gatherings? How much can you tell us about the proceedings?
Valoria lets out a yawn and a sigh, "Dragging little bits of information out of him is really slow, and wasting my time.", putting stress on the last part.
"Give us the details of everything of what happens here, at this place. Not little bits. Else I just have to tell my friend to begin removing some parts."
Looking over to Valoria with a toothy grin, "I think that might be fun. It will just be like skinning a beast after a hunt." Looking back over to the man, "You know since he is working with beasts, he must be like one too."
Intimidate:
"Wait, now, hold on. I know I've made a bad choice coming here, but I didn't know anything about this place when I signed up."
"You're sitting in a bar, with no job, and some gorgeous woman comes up and says she'll pay you to hang out with her? What am I supposed to do?"
"It was just supposed to be a bodyguard job; get her through the goblin forest. I never thought I'd be forced to live among them."
"I want out, but I don't think they'll let me leave. I'll tell you what you need, if it means I can go back home. I think I'm not the only one feels that way, either."
"If he wants out, there's an exit right there. Can he swim?"