There was an unspoken agreement among those goblins from the scouting party that they wouldn't dare touch the wolf, as it would likely be the last thing they do. The vast majority of the goblins still took caution with every step in the presence of the predator, even if Vox had displayed that the wolf controlled by the green-eyed one was rather...amicable to them for lack of better term.

Regardless, they entered the forge to give the old goblin smith their iron weapons and armor for repairs or sharpening as requested by him earlier. Likely to see if the brutal fight with the owlbear had done enough damage to compromise the durability of the metal. Griz's dagger needed some sharpening, Rom's club wasn't worse for wear but some of the iron studs were getting loose, but Gurs' breastplate was the most damaged as it took a direct hit from the owlbear's claws. The rest of the items were relatively fine, they were long due some maintenance and they didn't want to get on the bad side of their only smith for not listening to him.