<div class="floatleft">(https://www.gmbinder.com/images/g6xXaQ3.png)</div><br/>A flurry of questions came again, but the goblin was incapable of answering them all at once.  So, again, the conversation had to be repeated, and repeated, and the parties received the following answers:<br/><br/>“Are there any more traps?” Lynarra asked.<br/><br/>"Oh, yesss!  Traps are everywhere!  I did good job."  The latter part was a lie.<br/><br/>"Is King Grol in this cave?" Amara asked.<br/><br/>"King live in cave?!  No, silly human! King Grol live in castle far away from here!"  None of you have ever heard of King Grol.  If asked where King Grol's castle was, the goblins shrugged.   "I dunno!  King Grol very wise."<br/><br/>"Is the kitchen cave in there?"<br/><br/>"Yeah!  Silly human, where else would it be?" the goblin asked.<br/><br/>“How many goblins are in the cave?” Collin asked.<br/><br/>"THIRTY!  Wait..." the goblin started counting his fingers and toes.   "... TWENTY!  Yes, twenty.  Well... twenty minus one now..."  The goblin got sad as he looked at his skewered mate.  They used to eat together, jizz together, laugh together.<br/>