(In the Forest of Fae...) {{Perception Check: Failed}}

Dagger: "Gotcha!"

• To your surprise, a trio of goblins jump out the nearby bushes and quickly surround you. One of them, the one that talked, walks forward and pulls on your shirt's collar to make you look at him.

Dagger: "Now, I'm gonna say this all slow-like so ya can understand! You're surrounded, so cut any thoughts of havin' an upper hand or some stupid stuff like that! If you get any ideas, well..."

• He grins sharply before pressing a beast-tooth dagger to your neck.

Dagger: "It ain't gon be pretty, I tells ya that!"

• The big goblin to your right fidgets with his fingers before speaking up.

Brick: "Umm, dagger sharp. Could hurt."

• The goblin threatening you groans in frusteration before putting his dagger away.

Dagger: "Yes, Brick, that's the point! I ain't gonna get a basket of flowers if I just talk!"

• The goblin wearing glasses to your left hums in thought. Smarts: "Um, actually, maybe this person could be a florist, Dagger. If we just ask about getting flowers and barter with keeping supply and demand in mind-"

Dagger: "Ah-ah-ah! Shut yer trap, Smarts! Not know! I'm already carrying ya two here, I don't need flowers on my back!"

• He finally turns back to you, still holding you down. Despite that, he doesn't seem as threatening now.

Dagger: "Look, you're giving us everythin' ya got! Empty your pockets!"