She rolled her eyes as the goblin cowered about the trap.  But Joli kept her mouth shut and simply shoved the cart forwards.  The goblin shrieked and ducked into the cart just in time as an arrow slammed into the side of the cart.  She didn't feel the need to address the green skinned monster but continued to push it along as she made mental note about the trap as she passed.  She began to feel a slight ache in her muscles as she pushed the mine cart.  It was just neglected enough that the wheels did not turn as easily as they must have at some other point.  She had no trouble, being quite strong, but still the constant work was much tougher than simply walking.  Maybe she'd made a mistake by not just carrying the goblin.  But no... she didn't want the filthy thing touching her if she could help it.<br/><br/>She was listening to the old goblin when the guardsgoblin shouted.  "Great... just great," she muttered.  She wasn't terribly worried about the goblins and their short blades.   She'd killed a few kobolds in her time and these green skins didn't look too much tougher.  But the one with a shortbow did concern her.  She wasn't sure if she could throw one of her daggers that far.  It looked to be at least thirty feet across, and she didn't trust her aim much beyond ten or twenty feet.  The idea of rushing across a rickety bridge into arrow fire didn't sound like a great idea either.<br/><br/>So she did what she thought might be the best idea.  Tossing her torch to the side so it would illuminate the area nearby, without being an obvious target for arrows, she drew her scimitar.  Then she ducked down behind the mine cart.   Let the goblins come to her, she thought.  She felt that if they did come to her she could likely cut them down without too much trouble.  She just hoped that the one with the bow didn't have too many arrows and would be foolish enough to waste them while she was hiding behind the cart for cover.