They'd planned for this. Gone over it outside, and in the tunnel. And the nthe moment goblins were sighted, the plan gets thrown aside as people charge in facefirst, probably eager for more goblin-dicking. Tluian sighs and rubs his face. He can probably just trade this dress for a new pair of pants, and send Mysserfluphyles down the tunnels to fetch his spellbook while hte goblins are... busy with these... women.<br/><br/>One step back, two steps... and he's back out into the cool night air.