Oh well, that was dissapointing. With a slight nod of his head Lorick acknowledged their decision. As they retreated into the tomb, his eyes shot a piercing glare for the fae's back but only for a few seconds, not long enough for the others to get suspicious. He had to deal with her once she got out, hopefully that birdbrain was already roasted and served as dinner to some underground abomination by then.

The sudden appearance of the goblins drew his attention. At least he wouldn't get bored while waiting. Conjuring 4 throwing knifes in his left hand he masterfully launched all of them in a no spin throw with deadly accuracy, repeating it 2 more times. The knifes would dissipate short after plunging into their bodies.