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

I point to the tracks. He went that way.

Then let us be off. Did you sense treachery in him?

I just shrug my soldiers.

She turns Gu'lorg.

"Leylin's no traitor. Whatever his reason for disappearing, we don't have to worry about a knife in our backs."

Well, we don't. Sariel thought to herself. She tried to think if there was something that might have spooked Leylin, about the newcomers. Was the hobgoblin an issue? Leylin had argued earlier in the day that goblins can be good. So was it the elf, Seron?

"I'm sure he had his reasons. Anyway, we have a big enough crew as it is to take down that bugbear. It'll either bolt or fight fierce once it finds out what we've done with its friends. Let's go."

Sariel starts walking toward the last unexplored part of the cave network.

Seron continues with the party, his question clearly having been ignored. Wonder why he took off on his own.

I shrug and follow the party. I'm no good alone if I can't see in the dark. I don't like secrets though. I make sure to collect any arrows I can. I make sure my bow is on me tight and my swords still sharp.

"I say we light torches just before we go in the bugbear's lair. Go in slow, cautious-like, watch for surprises. Our human compatriots will be far more effective if they can see, and Amaris has the best eyes among the four of us anyway. Sound good?"

Gu'lorg waves his staff and free hand in a pattern around him, from front to back, speaking in Goblin, and touching his leather belt.

Gu'lorg is looking for signs of danger along the trek. He is going to step next to the bottom-most boulder, peering between it and the wall at the pathway to his right.------------------------------------
HP: 7/7 | AC: 15
Spell Slots:
1st: 1/2

Sariel will also step forward quietly, senses open.