The goblin scout returned to the village as the sun reached its peak in the sky. Not a bad time to cover four miles considering his small stature. He was met at the gate by one of the sentries, a rather skittish goblin with a simple wooden spear. [b]"S-so, about those humans the hunters saw last night..."[/b] Griz raised a hand to stop the guard goblin from speaking any further and lowered his hood and exposed his bald head to the warmth of the sun. [color=khaki]"They weren't adventurers or bandits if that's what you were thinking. They were just a couple of travelers that got lost. I sent them away from our land and hopefully they won't bother us again."[/color] The skittish guard goblin's features relaxed as the anxiety left his body. [b]"Thank the Gods, Griz. I really thought they were bad news."[/b] The skittish guard goblin let out a chuckle. 

Griz too hoped that he made the right decision. He hoped that they didn't bring trouble.

Well, there was no point in thinking about it now. The travelers must have already reached the tree by now and was a long way away from the land and village. He considered entering the village and perhaps resting for the remainder of the day, but opted not to as he did not want to waste a day. He gave the skittish goblin a nod and turned away from the village and donned his hood once more. He then left the village to patrol their borders and watch out for anything that would warrant investigation. Perhaps he may even go hunt something for his dinner and for something the village can trade with.