[color=8dc73f][h3]Mission: The Boy[/h3][/color]

Wren pondered Aldrich's comments about the goblins for a few moments while she still hung on to Kayden.  "It could have just been to keep one of us for eating later," she said uncertainly, shuddering as she thought about that being her fate if Kayden hadn't come to her aid. 

"Think they'll come back?" she asked, glancing toward the tree line where the remaining goblins had retreated.  With both Sigmar and Aldrich needing time to recover, the group seemed vulnerable if the goblins were organized enough to take advantage of it.  

"Maybe," said Miri.  She needed some time to recover before she could bring her own magic to bear again, but since two of the warriors were on the ground anyway, she got to work the old fashioned way.  She pulled some bandages from the saddle bags and bound the worst of their wounds to staunch the bleeding on Sigmar and Aldrich.  "Drink," she ordered, pointing to their flasks.  

--

The goblins did not reappear.  

"Could just hit 'em now," Axton suggested as they looked down on the party from their vantage point.  "Half of 'em are on the ground anyway."

"Not yet," Fleta countered, hoping to rein in her partner a bit longer.  "Not until we know where they're going."