“Shadow goblins.” Lucas spoke the words softly for a moment, nodding. “Seems that’s what we were attacked by. They looked sort of like goblins, but different enough. Sharpened teeth, dark skin, odd tattoos. Not really the sort of thing i’d call a goblin normally.” The group survived, and as they were pointed in the direction of the inn, he just gave a small nod of thanks. If the captain was interested in them, then he’d likewise be interested with meeting the guard captain personally as perhaps he could shed more light on the situation. Having only met these people today, Lucas was at least open enough with them to state his faith, and none would hopefully take offense. The knight would walk toward the inn with the others, giving a brief nod to Garrit as they arrived. “The kitchen isn’t a problem, we just need rooms for now, I think.” If the group wanted food, he could offer some of his own rations... Not the most enticing of vittles but a bland meal was better than an empty stomach!<br/><br/>“Well Brannock, two people a room. Unless you’ve a place elsewhere here, seems best we bunk together to give the ladies privacy.” Moving for an untaken room, he was more than glad to start shucking off his hefty backpack, placing his blade and spare javelins close to it. The heavy chain he wore would be off next, a weighty burden removed from his shoulders for a while at least. Between the partially disturbed rest and quick travel he was quite happy to be resting in a bed.