As soon as Chompy and Ashara joined Gromgard outside the doors, he nodded. "Let's move swiftly. I have a sense our time is limited." He didn't care where his companions traveled, as long as they stayed nearby. With his scouts leaping through the trees again and the rest of his goblins following behind him, Gromgard led the way to the first site he had visited with Mamoru. As they got closer, he noticed a small group of cultists. With a simple motion, he ordered his scouts to take them out with their bows. The closer they got to the first site, the more cultists they killed. After passing the first site, and following the trail of cultists, the eventually reached a new place.
"This place looks strange. Let's finish up here quickly. I don't want to see what the aura will do to any of you." He glanced back at Ashara and Chompy, wondering their thoughts.
The further they went, the stranger everything looked. His goblins began getting more and more scared, except the one with a hammer who just tried attacking everything. Apparently, barbarians feel rage in place of fear... He decided to send them back to the chateau.
And then the... gardener? Warlock? Whatever he was, he began telling them to leave. Since he didn't have the aid of his goblins, he drew his sword and stabbed it into the ground, a show of both strength and, as he was disarming himself, an attempt to appear less threatening. He took a couple steps forward, putting him just out of reach of his weapon. He just hoped the man didn't have a way to tell he could also cast spells.
"Who is he and how can we help him?" he asked, kneeling to look the tender in the eyes.