Here's that bit Lauk told after hearing Lin's song. 

[quote=Lauk's side of the tale]
“That’s a nice song and all… But it is a bit scarce on… what do you call it? Truth?”
Lauk points to a long, jagged scar across his right forearm.
“Goblins are nasty, malicious creatures. But they are not smart. One of them tried to stab me in the back. Using a cracked, rusty shortsword at that. . . as if such could get through my shell. Hah.” He paused for a moment. “No, this scar is not goblin in origin. This scar was the result of the strike of the Host’s more insidious element, the bugbears. Y’know. . . . Big, long-limbed, hairy. Creeps through shadows, tries to pull your guts out for fun. He got several friends of mine, but couldn’t figure out how to break my shell before I blasted him away, though. Making the somatics for a thunderwave while bleeding freely is [i]not[/i] easy. Especially not when you’re stepping on your friends’ slippery guts. Still, I knocked him back, then I and a couple o’ the others burned him. Alive, of course.” He let them think for a bit.

“Anyways… While real pesky, neither goblins nor bugbears pose all that much of a threat to larger communities. No, the war was not due to them. It was no doubt at the behest of their dark deity, Maglubiyet, but the backbone of the host that marched out of the Sunset mountains, sacking a dozen towns and villages was the hobgoblins. Hundreds of them. Marching in ranks and files, cutting through the levied troops like a scythe through a group of children. Had we not all prepared fireballs just for this purpose, the tale of the battles of Iriaebor would have been [i]quite[/i] different… And I probably wouldn’t have been sitting here.
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