Campaign Diary One:
Khajiit, once more on the road and who holds the reigns of the wagon? Khajiit is who! But this was sometime earlier. Sometime before the ambush by the estúpido little green ones. Khajiit stopped the wagon as soon as they spotted the dead horses. The goblins could not get to the flanks. While the Blüdlust and Ranger cut through the little ones, flames spilled out from the wizard fingers. The charred little ones is a sight Khajiit will remember for a long time.
One of the goblins was taken alive. Khajiit asked them many questions. The one who pays for the work was taken by the little folk and now they must be rescued. Khajiit senses a bigger payment is their future! No sense killing this green one. Not when the wizard had tied them up already.
These travelling companions of Khajiit's all laughed and made jokes about Khajiit taking a small bag of flour from the wagon. No imaginación. Flour on a journey such as this is second only to a sharp blade and the dark shadows. Perhaphs they were too busy snorting to see Khajiit lift the purse from it's compartment.
The path to the goblin's hold was lined with traps. Khajiit has disarmed many such contraptions in thier life and the best tool is the head strong amigo. After all, Khajiit does not travel in the front!
The cave was just where the goblin said it would be and the little guards did not last long. Khajiit hears barking within the darkness. Only one of these Khajiit likes.