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As you follow the directions given to you by various goblins, you skirt the edge of the mountains.  There are trials and streams leading from the mountains to the lowlands below, but all trail directly away from the mountains, through the foothills, and into the lowlands below.  No doube to meet with trade roads and rivers, and all must eventually lead back to civilization.

While crossing one small valley, containing both a crisp, bubbling stream and awell-trod path higher up the valley wall, Erdthar stops and raises a hand.  "Goblins, downwind."  He tells Vespian in a low voice, the rest of the party, 100 feet or so behind, sees him raise a hand in signal to stop.

OOC:
Spot and listens from everyone.

Gimuld looks around but the glare from the sun is bad. While putting his hand to his forehead, he misses and hits his eye. Even though he is momentarily sightless, he still keeps his ears open.

Listen: Gimuld Froking rolled 17 using 1d20-2.
Spot: Gimuld Froking rolled 3 using 1d20-2.