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"...That is a person, yes?" Akitsugu replied as Darryl pointed towards the mass of red hair. As they came closer, the blacksmith-slash-swordsman began to move at an angle away from the carpenter, making an arc around so that even if the person standing on the knell could see them both coming, they wouldn't be able to keep both men in sight at the same time. If things got violent, then...

But that wasn't what anyone wanted, hopefully. There weren't any goblins, so had this person simply over-reacted? Or had the little beasts been scared off and run away? 

"Ah! You're a dwarf like Mr. Brom!" spoke up the red-head once he'd gotten a little closer. Then, cupping his hands so as to amplify his voice, he called up to the strange individual. "Ho, there! We mean no harm! What's all this noise about goblins?"

Hopefully, whoever it was would come on down and have civil conversation. Although it seemed like whatever the group had found in the way of food might end up not being enough, if newcomers kept waltzing out of the woods...