Pulling the rope from his pack, Carrick speaks up, "Keepin' them two breathin' could prove useful, if'n we can get 'em talkin'."
Carrick then proceeds to bound the hands and feet of each goblin with the rope, using not just Zinna's but his own as well if needed.
"Maybe we separate 'em, make 'em both think they be the only one we left livin'? Perhaps givin' us a bit of an advantage should interrogatin' be what you want outta 'em?"
Looking up to Roland, "Gotta say, b'fer seein' ye three charge up when ye did, I weren't so sure th' monk an' I be seein' th' sun set." Carrick grins at Zinna while finishing up tying the goblins, "Some luck that be, eh?"
Out of Character: : if tying up the goblins requires a roll for how well I do etc., it's below.
Looking at Roland and Carrick walking up she smiles to each in turn. She listens to both of them speaking. " I think we interrogate them as well. Does anyone speak goblin here? I think your idea has merit Carrick. There is another way though. Just another option to consider. We can interrogate them together. If both of them refuse to cooperate well an example can be made of the other goblin. I'm sure that might loosen the tongue of the other. After all we must use all means necessary to uncover what is transpiring here. " She looks back at Carrick with a mischievous grin. " we did have marvelous timing. I didn't do a lot to help but these other gentleman were truly heroic. "
She looks over to Corren and Mradoric and frowns seeing him bent over in pain. " I need to check on Corren. He looks badly hurt. " She walks up as Mradoric is finishing treating his wounds. She has a grimace on her face. " Corren, did that take away your pain or are you still badly injured? " She looks at him with anxious eyes.
Edited: Kyrroeth on 26th Aug, 2016 - 6:30am
Zinna nods at Mradoric. " well done my friend. You should tend to your wound as well. " She looks at Corren's side and arm with an angry look on her face. Zinna reaches out her hand and gently touches Corren's shoulder. " Hold still Corren. You will feel better in just a moment."
She murmurs under her breath angrily for a moment. Zinna closes her eyes and begins chanting the spell quietly. Her other hand moves as she finishes speaking gesturing from the ground to the center of Corren's chest. She finishes the spell and opens her eyes and studies Corren. She smiles knowing he is healed. " Is that better?"
Specific Action: She cast cure wounds on Corren.
Out of Character: : I am out of everything but cantrips now. 1st level is hard on spell casters.
Corren is still breathing deeply when Mradoric binds his wound. He manages to gasp out his thanks. Then Zinna approaches and gently lays her hand upon his wounded shoulder. He winces as she does so, but then she begins to chant something he can barely make out, and certainly does not understand. Immediately the pain dissipates, the flesh begins to knit back together and the blood stops flowing. He has heard of magic-based healing but never before witnessed it, let alone been subjected to it. The relief on his face is obvious.
"By the gods, that's amazing! Thank you, Zinna!" He moves his arm around, impressed at the difference. "It feels as if it never happened." In fact, the only evidence is a faint trace of the wound that looks more like a scratch that will leave no scarring. He is beaming at her, and suddenly realizes that while the battle is over, they have much to do. He suddenly blushes. "Well, we'd best take a look around to see what we can learn." He retrieves Roland's throwing axe and rejoins the others by the trussed up goblins. He looks over his merry troupe and says, "Roland, you and Zinna see if you can get anything out of these two when they wake. And no need to be gentle. If they won't talk at first, do whatever it takes. By the way, Zinna, making those two collapse was even more impressive than healing my wound. Nicely done!"
He turns to the others. "If someone can speak their tongue, stay and help with translation. Otherwise, Aves, you and I will check the house. Carrick, Mradoric, check the barn and the wagon. And if you can bring back that horse that ran off, that might be useful as well."
Mradoric sits down after making sure everyone else is ok and binds his wounds. He is glad that the others are ok after all it was his actions that caused this fight. HE is not sorry for causing the fight but he is thankful that none of his new friends were killed. HE is glad that they have saved the farmers belongings and can now check around to see what we can find out what happened here before we arrived.
Mradoric will go to the barn and have a look around. He will then scout around the edge of the property looking for any herbs he can use to help make healing potions for them all. His knowledge of healing herbs and how to make the potions may come in handy as they further explore the farms and what happened here.
Turning to address Aves, Corren finds that the half-elf is not there. Looking around in fact, Aves is nowhere in sight and there appears to be no sign of him. Corren goes to check the house but does not find Aves there either. He does see that the house has been ransacked, but he finds no bodies. It is difficult to tell whether or not there was any significant fight that took place here. So far as Corren can tell the people that lived here may have fled or they may not have been at the farm when the goblins arrived.
A short time later the two goblins begin to stir and immediately begin to struggle against their bonds, but quickly become docile once confronted. One of them makes a series of whining noises, like a wounded dog, and begins rattling off something in goblin. If/when the characters attempt to speak to them in common the goblins look confused and continue rattling off something in their strange high pitched, yappy language.
Out of Character: Myadoric does not know goblin or orc so he is not going to be much help in questioning.
In Character: Myadorc still is searching the barn and any other out buildings as long as looking for any herbs that he can use to make healing potions or pain repressors.