"Gotta give the little buggers some credit, at least..." The monk mutters, watching the red-tattooed goblins bug out with their "earnings." He has no doubt that the miners will be irritated to see some of the stones gone, but it's better to let the goblins take the stones and go than pick more fights over it.<br/><br/>No lies, though... the monk is a little bit confused when the goblin women start to bow and grovel at his feet.<br/><br/>"Oi. Alright, one thing at a time, Ladies..." The monk sighs and moves over to the wounded boy, pulling the arrows free of his body before pouring the potion down the lad's throat. "Let me get this fella out of here, and then we'll figure out how to handle all of you..."