Chapter 1 - Goblin Arrows

'River near cave!" Tobs offers, overhearing the conversation. "Orc lady can wash parts of Glart off there."

The little goblin looks around to the rest of the group, obviously eager to get on the trail.

"We go now? Kill Klarg!"

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"Yep, ok… I’ll, uh, just make the rest of the trip myself. No, uh. problem." Tyr responds in a less than confident manner. "I’ll just find an inn or something when I get there and wait for all of you – get the coin that Barthen owes for these goods as well."

With a lazy wave Tyr wishes all of the you the best of luck and snaps the oxen’s reigns. Each gives a slight grunt of protest before the wagon slowly starts to roll down the trail towards Phandalin. "If you don’t show up in Phandalin in a few days I’m keeping all of the coin!"

Oddly enthusiastic Tobs, hands still bound, motions the rest of you to follow as the little goblin starts towards the woods. The trail, which leads off to the northwest, has obviously only been used by goblins as anyone taller than Gerbo spends at least part of their time pushing and shoving branches out of the way as they move forward.

The goblin never wavers from his task, being sure to stay within easy reach of Kerisha and calling the party to a stop whenever he thinks he hears a suspicious noise. Roughly 30 minutes into the hike Tobs comes to a complete stop and looks intently at the ground.

"Snare" he says. "Trap still set." He takes an overexaggerated step over the line set to trigger the trap just to ensure everyone else is able to see the location. Once everyone has passed the trap safely, he continues to lead the group down the trail until coming to another stop not more than ten minutes later.

"This one we walk around." he offers as he starts to walk through heavy brush besides the trail. The going here is a little bit rough, especially for those larger than a goblin, but everyone is able to make it through without issue.

"No more traps. Cave still a bit away."

About 30 minutes later you can hear the sounds of a stream bubbling off to the right and the trail opens up to a small clearing. A cave entrance is clearly visible, the stream flowing from the mouth, and a narrow dry path leading into the cave is on the opposite bank.

Tobs, who is starting to look a little nervous, peers up to Kerisha and speaks quietly.

The stream is fairly shallow, maybe a foot and a half, two feet deep at the most from what you can see. It’s not very wide at this point either. Your guess is that a Goblin would have very little trouble getting across.