They finally got to the farm, a ramshackle set up the farmer had here. Hell his people built better than this and they lived in a bloody swamp! Wasn't his problem unless the farmer made it a job later on. Still, it was surprising that they got paid at the job. They had been paid at the guild before on the previous two jobs. Was it because they were out of town and not within spitting distance of it? He'd have to ask, he was still so ignorant of the guild ways.

While he observed their surroundings the man started putting the mare away in the poorly built stable...barn...thing. He came back snarky as ever about payment. Which he fished out of his pants and tossed to Druid Girl. Words passed, no he honestly didn't really expect the man to undercut them on their money. Especially since...he was a farmer. An older one at that. Whereas the group was youthful, and probably much stronger than him.

It seemed the man had things to say, but he was right about something. If you cried for every person who died you'd be crying all day. Which would lead to nothing getting done.

Druid Girl spoke up again, but this time to the group and it was about prep. [color=red]"I'm fully prepared...but we should get more information out of him. Like which direction they approach his farm from and if they've taken anything. They're roughly northwest, but it never hurts to have information...and we might be able to get a rough count of them from their footprints."[/color] He said as he started going towards the barn.

As he walked Archer Girl spoke about goblins most likely having good night vision. This got a nod from him, that was very good information to have. It was day time, and if they had good night vision that'd mean they were more nocturnal. He entered the barn, taking a second to glance around.

[color=red]"I have some questions about the goblins. What direction do they come from to get to your farm? And what exactly have they taken?"[/color] Lizard Fighter asked, his voice carrying through the barn easily. He wanted to know what they took so he could be prepared for it. A sickle can be a weapon, same with a hoe. Even a shovel could bash someones face in if you were trying.