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If Garaile was down here by himself, OR with a proper expedition, the best option would be going out to find the fallen, maybe after providing some medical magic to goblin scouts to get them back on their feet in time. With the battered remains of three different lost adventuring parties, so close to the exit, and no map? Won't do Nick any good if you all get eaten before even finding him, and even less good to the other survivors. Honorable-yet-sane thing at this point is to get out, report him MIA to whoever cares, and think about retrieval after you regroup. Apologies, grieving, and somehow motivating the goblins to help when they become able, are all optional but recommended.
Refitting the belt loop is not a five-minute no-tools job. Fortunately, one of the kobold slaves is skilled and equipped for sewing or leatherworking. Another is a brownsmith and porter, while the third does cooking, tanning, and hazmat remediation. They are not recognized by the goblins as having names.
Of the three acolytes, all are more or less identically equipped and trained as ceremonial assistants and bodyguards, with black lacquered scale armor and small but elaborately-sculpted metal batons. Eswic, as already mentioned is a matronly woman, bald and pallid as a mushroom, who made some sarcastic comments about Mesifin Styx's career prospects and provided a blessing to Marijke. Goris is a younger woman, sluggish and taciturn as if stumbling through life half-asleep, kept her hood up the whole time, but performed her part in the group prayer with meticulous precision. Altsoba is lanky, androgynous, bursting with youthful energy, and has short black hair with green showing around the roots, but spent most of last night's party inside the chapel.
As to the supplies... hundreds of pounds of starchy dried mushrooms and wax-sealed green glass jars of dubious pickled meat, two massive barrels of Crack-Snout Ale that couldn't possibly fit up the spiral stair to the surface, two 4' cubic cages for the kobolds to sleep in, canvas, rope, sackcloth and coarse brown thread, some assorted animal bones and hides (small pig or large rat, hard to say) in various stages of tanning and dissection. Not much worth the trouble of carting off to resell, apart from a little bit of copper and iron bar stock, but many things potentially of direct use. Who's taking what, and how much?
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