"You're right, setting up here is a bad idea."
I'll grab my things up.
"But I'm not for going back to the chamber right now. I'm in no mood and we're in no shape for a siege should it come. We should rest, gather resources if we must, then press on. At least then, we shall be better prepared for whatever awaits. And if we do encounter the vengeful goblins before then, we will also at least be able to run. As for the goblin, I care not who buries it. You, sun worshipper, for it was your act that may have increased our potential danger." I raise my hands, palms out. "Though I do tend to agree that they would've come at us with death in their eyes if we stood in their path regardless. I do not know if goblins care for their own kind, of course, but on the off chance they do, your violence increases the odds of exacerbating their fervor." I turn to Adarim. "Or you, wanderer, for it is your bleeding heart that cares so gently for this poor dead creature. I could care less. I would see your hands less idle, proving the value of your words. All this outrage and pontificating is giving me a headache. Or perhaps that's just the stench of blood and offal from all the enemies we've just murdered in the name of your quest." At this last, I turn to look at Saucix.
"In the meantime, I'll look for a more suitable site, where we can remain hidden from the beady little eyes of our rivals."