It didn't take long for the heroes to dispatch the goblin raiding party, but their success wasn't without it's price. "What the hell was that Egrin?" Dack asked the paladin. Several seconds passed and he recieved no answer. Dack turned to where he'd seen Egrin last. "Egrin?" the paladin's body was within sight, but he wasn't moving. Dack rushed to the side of their leader and felt for his vitals. Egrin was dead. Dack would have tried to save him, but in this land he had no influence with the gods. He took Egrin's medallion and the map to their destination and looked to the others. "He's dead," he said, confirming what he was sure they'd all pieced together. "So what do we do now?" someone asked. Dack figured they may not recieve pay now that the paladin was dead, but hell, it's not like he'd never saved the world for free before. "I say we keep moving," Chris said before Dack could say the same. "We promised we'd do this, and I don't intend to break my word," the minotaur concluded. "Agreed, anyone who wants to leave can feel free, otherwise, we're just gonna keep on keeping on."