Meet me in Phandalin (22-24th Nightal, 1491 DR)

"Is everyone in good enough shape to pursue them down this trail? Either way, let's bring this wagon off the road. Don't imagine we should bring it with us - hard to be stealthy in the woods with a wagon. But we can take it a ways off the road and disguise it some, set the oxen to graze. Makes it a bit harder for a common thief to rob us blind while we're off goblin slaying."

Sariel prepares the wagon for hiding if there are no objections.

Rymente remains laying on the floor, hand over the arrow wound he received, eyes closed, and utterly silent.

Seeing Rymente's lack of reaction for his offer, Leylin just put arrows next to his lying body and continued with his investigation.After finishing his investigation of the trail Leylin turns to Sariel and, listening to her proposal, says:
"I agree, we should move the cart from the road. Let's hope that the pursuit won't take us more than a day or wild beasts might get to oxens before any bandit."

Leylin assists Sariel with moving the cart and arranging for the oxens stay away from the road. When all preparation are done he pauses for a second and his appearance slightly distorts and almost blends into the background.
Psychic Focus: Nomadic Chameleon (bonus action)
Next he turns to his companions and asks:
"Who will take point? As it is path made by goblins, we might run into some traps or maybe an ambush. I do not have much of experience in traversing wilderness myself, quite honestly."

I tie the goblin’s head to my bag. [b]Sorry for that, lads. Something I had to do. I can take point. /b] I ask, approaching Leylin.

"We found the path that goblins went with, hopefully, prisoners. So after we move cart out of the road and catch our breath, it will be time to mount the rescue mission. Do you have experience with traps and alike?", answers Leylin to Amaris.

While everyone is resting Leylin will play some tunes on the lute and it sounds quite soothing.
Soothing Presence (2PP)

I have experience in the woods and nature. Good enough? I’m also a decent archer and quite sneaky. I say, smiling. As long as the gods will it.

Annoyed with his own performance Leylin puts the lute away and goes back to goblins' corpses and started collecting their blades and armor and putting them into the cart.

"I hope that someone in town can at least reforge them into something useful like knifes and clothes." he was thinking while doing this.

Sariel enjoys the music greatly. Even a poor performance by Leylin is a league ahead of anything Stink Pete ever sang. She shares her gratitude readily with Leylin, complementing him on a fine performance.

"I'll be happy to follow up right behind point. My eyes make me a bad lead, but I know the way goblins think and I'm probably more useful up front than in the back."

"So it is Amaris, Sariel, Rymente and I'll be the last, is that fine by everyone?", asks Leylin after hearing two of his companions responses.

"Of course I can hear them, they've been doing nothing but talk...I'm not being rude for stating a fact...Fine." Rymente opens his eyes and sits up then proceeds to stand slowly. He faces the group "You all have my most humblest of thanks for your assistance." He flurries his hands to resemble some sort of bow then quietly hisses "No, it wasn't sarcastic, you're sarcastic...I did as you asked, I don't know what else I can do."

As they begin down the path, Sariel can't help but feel a little uncomfortable with Rymente right behind her. It unnerved her that he had his own Dark Consort riding in his mind; he even had some form of magical attack not unlike her own, but instead of darkness it was made of fire. But he seemed far more under its spell, far more gone than Sariel. Was this to be her fate, too?

She turned to him, after a ways, and said "Rymente, may I ask you something?"