Although I am out cold my magical journal still writes my journy. It seem we are down and out in the most terrible way.
After being overtaken by the goblin's war party, those of us out cold were dragged back to camp, the others bound by ropes and were escorted back on foot. Arriving at the goblin village, Sentagur, Tollers, Marr and Jaden were all put inside a wooden cage, while Tristan, Sklyla and Swifthawk were bound to wooden pole along side another women, who's identity remains a mystery.
In the cage, Marr and Jaden were able to sneak out Marr's lock picks from his boots and began to form an escape plan. Meanwhile Sklyla was being questioned on her magic with gems by what seemed to be the goblin shaman. He threated to kill Tristan should she not answer honestly. She told him, yes she could cast through certain gems.
The shaman questioned Jaden on why we attacked his kind back at the farm. He answered with a sneer and ignored the goblins questions. The goblin left not really carring that he didn't get any answers. Saying "Justice will be served at sun rise."
Night came quickly, Sklyla remaind in a deep sleep, while the goblin kids hung about the defeated adventurers. Suddenly Marr casts a burning hands spell on the wooden cage, as Jaden, Marr and Tollers charged out of the cage. Tollers went to free Sklyla but failed, while Jaden and Marr escaped into the woods, for reasons only they know. Not far behind was a party of goblins, morning is quickly approaching.