Rorkol steadies himself.  "The boss put it in the treasure-vault."  With his shield arm, he points at the door that leads to the so-called 'vault.'  "I know it 'cause he sent one of my boys to go fetch a lead box.  Said no one'd find it if he put it in lead, and folks'd go for all the other treasures we took before something like that."  The hobgoblin chuckles, hoping they're buying his lie, because it's really all that might keep him alive now.  "Fer an orc, he's not too dull.  But still an orc, you know?"