Maruc releasing the last remaining power of Halav upon his friends knew he had no time for rest though he sorely needed it. He immediately began praying for further aid. “Holy Halav I beaseach you yet again for aid least our foes distance themselves from us overly…..”
Thankful that that responsibility of the captives was in other hands, Miklos pocketed his wand and returned upstairs. He made his excuses, and retired to bed. Exhaustion and the after effects of poison undoing what will he had left to do anything useful. “I must sleep,” he mumbled. Sleep came swiftly.
Meanwhile, below the interrogation of the goblins was underway.
“Hasan, may I borrow the amulet for a moment?” Stephan examined the amulet some more. “Was this on a body, Hasan? Or did you find it on the ground or such?”
“It was lying amidst various goblin rubbish and such,“ replied the elf. “From its placement, it seemed to have been dropped by accident as the group departed in haste.”
Stephan examined the front and back of the amulet.
“Are these letters of some kind? They do not look like the goblin scrawls I’ve seen on dungeon walls.”
The amulet was very old. Though weathered by age, the odd markings looked strangely familiar to him.
Keeping the amulet hidden in his hand, Stephan approached the Red Blade captain.
In goblin he spoke, “Fool! You got the orders wrong! The Master of the Tower did not want this homestead destroyed! What route did you take from the Tower? What did Vlaak say?”
The bodyguard seemed confused, and the king remained silent. Stephan engaged the goblin leader in conversation in order to elicit where the tower is and who is the leader there if not Vlaak.
In a sneering manner, Stephan sought to “test” Red Blade leader. “Do you even know why you were sent to clear the homesteads?”
The King of the Red Blade clan raised an eyebrow. The human had touched a nerve. “Fool Vlaak say this would be easy! Skull and Viper cowards leave Red Blade. Even Vlaak abandon us!”
Stephan hoped to gain valuable information. He often mentioned his dwarf friend—Feldard stood nearby, impossibly muscular arms crossed — will “not be so kind as to just ask simple questions the Red Blade chief should know.”
The dwarf’s presence was a palpable force on the chief.
“Vlaak say we take whatever we want, but leave houses and humans for slavers,” said the leader. “Say they control river. Say we will raid humans and be gone before help come. Liars!”
Taking a break from the interrogation, the group gathered to discuss what they had uncovered.
Hasan was not surprised that the goblins could tell nothing more than the tracks already clearly indicated, that the party would go east as soon as they were ready.
“It makes sense that they head to the east,” Stephan said after hearing Hasan’s report. I wonder if the Wolfskull mean to take the horses from the Vipers. “Regardless, their trail may lead to that tower. But we should have someone more versed in lore examine it. I suspect there’s more to this than some high-level hobgoblin chief.”