Krieg finally got a chance to get out of the cargo hold. Carrying boxes filled up the time, but it wasn’t what he was hired to do. He was hired to lead away parties, fight in the defense of the ship, and kill whatever was determined to be a threat. He’d almost missed the first fight, and had only arrived briefly to kill one goblin before they fled with the diplomat. His job after that was to get her back.
The tree’s spirit creature led them there. Krieg’s assault party was unusual. The ship didn’t have any soldiers. Rather, one random deckhand who’d fought well during the goblin’s assault, the tree person and his raven and wolf, the dragonborn, and that stowaway would be joining him. Whatever. Unusual or not, they could fight, and therefore they were coming along.
Following the goblin’s trail after their landing lead to a split in the path. The tree’s little raven spotted something along one of the paths, so they went that way first. A couple goblins were camped out at the end of the trail, wasn’t much of a fight. They got the wolf, but the rest of the group came out unharmed. The wolf could be summoned again, but they didn’t have the time to sit around and wait for the ritual to be completed, and the tree could track the goblins well enough on his own. Krieg ordered them to move on.
The other path led to a large cave, dark on the sides and with a trail of torches creating a path up to a large door on the opposite side. An obvious ambush. So Krieg and the deckhand lit up a pair of light rods and tossed them off into the shadows to see what was hiding out there. Barracades on raised ledges. Obvious hiding spots. Between the spirit creature and the stowaway, some of the amushers were revealed, including a large hobgoblin who seemed to be leading this. The stowaway and the deckhand went after one side, with a bunch of the weaker goblins, while Krieg hit the leader of the group, smashing it around and chasing off the goblins around it. It was hard to tell what was going on with the rest of the group, though the stowaway appeared to have made herself a target for all the archers in the room by wiping out a large number of their footsoldiers. The deckhand was making himself useful. The tree’s bear was floating around the hobgoblin, distracting it, hurting it and the other goblins around and generally being helpful.
Then the door started to open, and the dynamic of the fight started to shift.