On the road

Alex, you find moldy cheese and moldy bread in the pocket of the goblin. Ammos you can't tell for sure if all the blood around is just from the horses or from other species as well.

After the Gobin is taken down by Raven, werewolf like Surge transforms back to his more normal form. His elongated jaw of teeth disappears back & he loses more of his dire wolf looks. His leather armor is well blooded, and you can tell the combat has taken a lot out of him as well. Since he didn't manage to sink those vile looking fangs into the Goblin, you can surmise that the blood on him is mostly his.

With applying aide to him, Ammos realize there is a network of scar hidden beneath his fur. It is rather apparent that this wasn't the first time he been hurt badly. Ammos notices that Surge attitude toward him seems to have softened. Unfortunately, wolf'en Surge's healing powers were already exhausted during the battle, but Ammos fully heals him back. He wonders what dark place Decklan crawled from.

Collecting Surge will gather all the armor and weapons form the Goblin bodies. He is less concerned about the value of it as to remove it from being used again by possibly other Goblins. He doesn't feel bad if other items and coin comes with that. Nice to have a cart. He does pull the dead horses and Goblins to a burning pile to clear the road.

Half growls out as it seems that he hasn't full changed back, "Well Raven. Now you tasted blood & probably will not be the last time." He leaves the checking of the map and tracking to others.

He surmises, "The attack was too quick to prepare." It is beside the point that he rushed the Goblins before they even had time to gun down the party. He would have liked a moment or two to prepare before having to rush into melee.

Alex grimaces at what he finds on the goblin. I’m not one for trophies, but this goblin has golden teeth if anyone wants to extract them. The thought of walking around with dead goblin teeth is too macabre for Alex, even though he needs the money. Let someone else less fastidious benefit.

Helpful Surge steps over and with his dagger he extracts the goodies. He doesn't seem to think twice about it. "Might be worth their weight." Obviously for a person that would bite off a Goblin's head, knocking out a few teeth is nothing.

Raven had been standing, still leaning on his staff. The young man took a drink from his waterskin, rinsed his mouth and spit the contents back out before taking a long drink. "I guess, mostly my own unfortunately."

Hearing that the horses looked like Gundren and his companion, Raven wandered over to where Ammos was looking for tracks. He bent down low to look at the ground, wincing at the fresh injuries, casually he said a few words and a gesture, feeling the inspiration of nature respond. Slowly he followed whatever tracks he could see, trying to look for something not a horse and bigger than the goblins.

Surge each goblin has a scimitar and a short bow. You also find 3 daggers. If you want to so a search of pockets make an investigation roll. You get two goblin teeth from Alex’s goblin, worth 2gp each.

Raven you can tell only slightly more than Ammos, there are drag marks there is blood, though you can tell that each of the drag marks were made by something that would fit a human or a dwarf.

Raven looks at the drag marks, "Seems like the goblins may have dragged them away. Perhaps the goblin will know if they still live. We should probably follow the tracks to see if we can find them, although what to do with the cart will be a question if we go off the road."

Raven walks over to the oxen, calming them and making sure that they are well after the attack. Thankfully neither were injured in the attack.

"Yeah, that's gonna be a problem," Decklan states the obvious as he jumps out of the wagon. "Obvious answer -- half of us protect the cart, the other half follow the drag marks. Problem is, splitting up leaves both groups at half strength."

Decklan absentmindedly runs a thumb along one of his many scars, mulling over the matter at hand. "Can't be too far away... somebody wake that little shit up and let's make him talk."

"We hide the cart off the way and hunt."

Anything in the cart we can use to help rescue its owners? I'm sure they wouldn't mind. Also, I agree with the large, hulking, and formerly silent one over here. We should not split up. That way just allows these verminous goblins to overwhelm us more easily-damn their fecundity! We move as one, we fight as one, we are victorious as one! Alex punctuates this last statement with a flourish of his rapier and starts humming a martial tune.

Raven, both oxen are agitated from the ‘small ones’ attack and the smell of blood. They also are averse to going by the dead horses but they assure you that if you take them somewhere that doesn’t ‘smell so bad’ they would happily eat grass and wait for your return.

Decklan, the goblin probably wont wake up without gentle prodding for a while.

Alex, the equipment in the cart is mostly of the mining variety and not much help. Rope, pickaxes, wheelbarrows, and the like.

In private, Tatiana trembles beneath her cloak while the others talk. Crouched behind the wagon, she uses the hood to dab her cheeks and sucks in a sniffle.

Now she rises, smoothing out her skirt and giving a defiant toss of her hair away from her reddened eyes, before pulling her shoulders back with all the regality she can muster. Tatiana takes in a deep breath, exhales slowly, and turns her thoughts toward the immediate task. Her sky-grey eyes become steel and her jaw sets, and with cold determination she turns away from the road already traveled.

"The Wolf has the right of it," announces Tatiana as she walks around the wagon to rejoin the others. "We hunt."

Ammos recognises the steel in Tatiana's voice and cuts a concerned look at her, a swirl of uncertainty hits him. He worries for her, but recognises that Gundren is in very real danger as they speak.
With a slow nod, his eyes meet Tatiana's and he repeats "We hunt."

Decklan will walk over to the little bound trouble maker and open-hand slap the goblin.

Alex stands up after reviewing his knots, and bows towards the oncoming Decklan with a flourish. The subject awaits your interrogation, Master Decklan.

Wolf'en Surge is more than ready to hear from the Goblin with hopes it knows common. He tends to be a rather intimidating person but less if they can't understand common and his Dwarven would no doubt be useless.

You all watch as a Declan smacks the goblin and it sputters and starts awake. It takes in the scene around it and feels the bindings on its wrist before growling at you all.

Tatiana steps forward, small and waifish in stature compared to the larger members of the party. Her expression, however, might be the same as her more-predatory companions. Ammos would remember a similar expression at societal banquets whenever someone slighted Tatiana or anyone else in the Grifstone family.

"You speak Common, yes?" she begins, her voice conveying the clear tone of someone used to power. "I shall keep this simple. Where did you take the riders of those horses?"

The very much predator Surge leers over her shoulder at the Goblin. Forget stabbing with a sword, Surge looks like one to just tear into him with his teeth. Surge is wasting another shifting to change. He has become werewolf mode.

Decklan open-hand slaps the goblin again.

Because.