Chapter 1 - Goblin Arrows

"Fair enough. I suppose if we kept pushing until all the baddies were gone, we'd never get around to the "important" stuff, eh? Perhaps the bloody nose we gave this clan will keep them off the road for a time." Gerbo toys with an arrow as he looks around impatiently. "In any case, I think it's time we moved on. Don't want to get caught unawares." With that, he starts strolling toward the entrance to the cave, peeking out to see if there are any goblins out and about in the main passageway, yet.

Belanor sigh a spot of relief as we begin to make our way to the mouth of the cave.
Oh thank the gods. I don't think I'm ready for something like this.

Upon exiting the cave Belanor will presto whom ever wishes to be clean of that stench and dirt from the cave. He alone will presto himself 3 or 4 times.