Seeing several of the group gather around the big goblin, Snoric didn't bother.  He wasn't a talky person, he preferred his machines.  Instead he began to search the goblins, starting with the tied up ones, removing any items he found and making a pile of them.

Other than the weapon (Minus the short bow and short sword Malice claimed and a short sword Sildar claimed), there was a sack on large goblin who squirms as you retrieve it. Inside are three gold teeth and 15 silver pieces

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Total items found MINUS the items Malice and Sildar took

Four short swords (Average quality)
Four shields (Wooden)
Four short  bows
Four quivers each with 16 arrows (Average quality)
Leather  armor (On all 10)
one pouch with 3 gold teeth (Worth 1gp each) and 15sp

Yana casually picked up a quiver,  while raiding an eyebrow at the goblin, noting his reactions

Amalia was interested in what the goblin said but remembered that Osmon was again alone in the rear and went to him, not before noticing the venom dripping in the big goblin's voice at the name of Klarg. That could be interesting and she wanted to share it with her brother's friend. Recognizing the vacant look as her own when she was with Ophelia, she waited until he came back to his senses.

The others are interrogating Yeemik, the big goblin. He seems to hate Klarg, probably that bugbear. Any luck finding him with Edgar?

Amalia Firnam rolled 19 using 1d20+3.  Amalia insight

"So you don't like Klarg eh ?  Maybe you would like a chance to improve your lot in life ?"  Allura makes a motion with her fingers, "Speak up them Yeemik, has hell got a deal for you." She smiles.

"Tell me about Klarg, where to find him, and tell me what you know of this 'black spider'."

Yulin spent her time looking over the sleeping goblins until things had settled and joined the others by the half-drow. She was surprised that the creature was also on a mission for Gundren and seemed to have been caught up before she had a chance to reach Neverwinter. Fortunate that they should happen by then when they did.

The human was Gundren's human slave and while there were regrets at not having found the mountain creature straight away it was good the groups seemed on the right track. His rescue would not be as easy as Yulin was expecting and mention of a 'Black Spider' had her brow furrow in thought.

She moved over towards the larger goblin as the interrogation started, waiting this time to see how the other members of the group would handle it.

Feeling much better after Malice's healing and having finished stacking the goods, Snoric scooped up the pouch of wealth and tucked it into a larger pouch on his belt.  The rest he left for now.  They could always carry back to the cart later if they felt like it.  There would be time to sort out what few riches there were later.

He then moved to join Osmon and Amalia at the branch in the cave where he could help keep an eye on the two approaches.  With many of the team focused inwards on the interrogation he felt extra eyes were needed outwards.  He asked nothing of the pair, only focused on watching and listening for trouble.

Perception: 13

Yeemik, along with the other goblins shifted at the barbarians mere presence - in fact the smell of urine could be smelt from one of them (though no one knew which)

The big goblin frowned at him, though his voice had a quiver. "Big man don't here well? We not know who black spider is. We follow big oaf Klarg" a few goblins looked horrified and chattered in the goblin language, but Yeemik snorted. "We no like Klarg....he thinks he boss, he warlord. He nothing but bully with his dogs. Order goblins around. Many hate Klarg."

From the look, some agree 2ith him, but a few glare at him, though don't say anything in your presence.

"It's pronounced 'hear', not 'here'. Subtle, I know. Nevermind," Solgran let out a frustrated sigh, "Yes, Klarg. Klarg used to order goblins around. Now big man with big sword orders goblins around, yes? Tell me where Klarg is, and how many are with him. You hate Klarg? So do I. That's a problem we," Solgran pats the blade of his sword, "can solve. Once Klarg is dead, big man doesn't need little goblins, and he orders little goblins go back to mountains where they live long time." Solgran gave Yeemik an encouraging smile. The smile melted away quickly, "Or big man can kill, fast, like you asked, and then go find Klarg himself." Solgran frowned and shook his head slowly. "Yeemik can choose." He ended with another smile as he waited for an answer.

Allura never took her gaze off Yeemik. She spoke softly in her harsh language calling up blue flickering flames on her blade but this time merely to burn off the goblin blood on it.

The goblin tried to hold his gaze, but it was clear he was scared of the barbarian. "I don't want die. Don't want friends die. If you come to kill Klarg, then i'll point you to him. You let us go, then we not stand in your way....any who does is with Klarg, not us."

He looks at the tied goblins. "You free us, we leave. You want Klarg, follow over the bridge. Klarg is there with his pet and closest guards....they will not follow me."

"You were conquered Yeemik, we will decide what to do with you. I doubt you will be freed till after Klarg is dealt with, we're not stupid."

"We leave you all here for now. We will kill Klarg, his guards, and his pet. After, we come back and let you go. Goblins can return to clan in the north, live long time. You will not come back here, or we will too. You agree?" Unless Yeemik were to object, Solgran would hand Sildar a weapon and let him watch over the goblins, then he would rejoin the others to go after Klarg.

Allura looks to Malice and takes out her mace.

"I have a mace if you prefer it to that Goblin blade you have."

Turning to Allura when she addressed her, This blade will suit my needs for now. My weapons are somewhere in this cave, probably with Klarg. I will find as much satisfaction running him through with weapons from his own arsenal as I would from my own. Thank you, though."

Allura nodded and returned the mace to where she had it among her possessions.

"I can respect that, if not with Klarg you might want to speak with Yeemik here about where your things might be."

"It could save me a lot of time and effort to ask him now, rather than playing a back and forth game once we've fought Klarg." Nodding to the tiefling, Malice takes her leave of the warlock.

Walking over to the goblin, who up until now Malice had mostly been ignoring, "Yeemik, you will answer me this. When I was brought in, I was carrying a longbow with a quiver of forty arrows, a dagger, a double-bladed scimitar, and a backpack with basic provisions for travel on the road, where are they being kept? Pointing the shortsword to his throat, "I would hate to see your life ended early by not answering my query truthfully."

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OOC:
Intimidation: 10
Insight: 6

22:15, Today: Malice Baenrret rolled 10 using 1d20+2.  Intimidation.
22:15, Today: Malice Baenrret rolled 6 using 1d20+2.  Insight.

Yeemik looked at solgren and nodded. “You leave, we leave. Any who do not fight you will leave with me north.” As sildar frowns, he shrugs. “I want to fight this bastard as much as you, but given my shape, your probably right.” He picks up a second blade and twirls them both, looking at them. “They try anything and I’ll have my fun.”

Then malice came over and the goblin looked at her, a little smug smile on his face, knowing full well that moments ago she was his slave. “Your things, dark elf are with Klarg…he claims all treasure. He sees you again and this time he may kill you.” The goblin regained a little of his backbone looking at her.

Solgran stood and shouldered the sword once more, "Let's go test that theory, shall we?" Solgran could feel his heartbeat starting to speed up with anticipation, so he did his best to calm it. ~Soon. Not just yet.~

Seing Sildar's condition, Snoric pulls his crossbow from his shoulder and offers it to the man.  "Would you like to borrow this?  I won't need it and you could be just as much help fighting from a distance."

The gnome is ready to head out once the more melee types took point.

Seeing the rest of the party coming their way, Amalia shook Osmon's arm to try to get him out of his trance.

It seems like its time to go.

Making sure her trusty shield was well strapped to her arm, she fingered her holy symbol on her chest, reviewing her spells mentally. The last one had been very successful and she could still cast it if needed...

But there was something else she could do before the battle. As Solgran was passing beside her, she briefly touched his arm and said.

Go with the speed of Selune, Solgran.

Give Vigilant blessing to Solgran
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Allura checks on her sister seeing that the wound from the arrow was healed she pats her sisters shoulder giving it a light squeeze.

She then turns ready to meet this Klarg and his chosen guard.

"Do we want to do this right ? psychological warfare ?"

Seeing no one else really acting on things she collects the head from the goblin she beheaded and smiled at hot the blue flames cauterized the neck and she tied the head to her belt using the goblin's own hair to secure it in place. She also binds the teeth with the goblin's own clothing.

"Ah there we go."
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Edgar's sharp eyes pierce the darkness much better than mine, even with whatever has been done to them, as we glides around the corner on silent wings and over the bridge and down the narrow passage beyond. The passage opens into a larger cavern half filled by two pools of water being fed by a small waterfall on the eastern wall and drain out into the stream that flowed out the cave entrance. There were also six more Goblins in the chamber with a lighted exit to the south hinting there were still more beyond. Unfortunately, these were more prepared than those earlier and one near the back raised its bow and shot at Edgar, the arrow clattering off the rock mere centimeters in front of Edgar as he back-winged sharply before banking hard and retreating back down the passage.

My head jerks back involuntarily at the seeming near-hit and my shoulder shakes with the motion. Wait that was not me. Pulling back from Edgar, I look out through my own eyes to see Amalia's startling blue eyes staring up at me.

"It seems likes it's time to go."

I take a moment to take in the rest of the chamber, the Goblins tied up and under guard by the human prisoner, is that Sildar Gundren's companion, while the others are preparing for another fight.

"There are six more Goblins in a chamber just passed the rope bridge, these are more observant than the others. I did not find the Bugbear but there is a lighted chamber passed that one that Edgar could not reach, it may be in there."

Snoric considered Osmon's words.  "Six goblins and no bugbear?  Could we use this to our advantage."  He look back to the 'interrogation team'.

"You seem to have some sort of deal with those goblins.  Could you convince one to call his allies over?  Maybe they too would prefer freedom over bloodshed?  It sounds like thie bugbear fellow isn't very popular."