You start to quietly back away, nothin’ to see here...!: but you find yourself slipping on the slime from those buckets (so much for always staying aware of your surroundings, basic ranger in training skillsets!), not enough to send you toppling down, but the squelch of your boot into the goop was enough to alert the occupants of the room who, until this moment, you failed to notice sitting around a table towards the back of the room.

The feeling of too many eyes upon you is jarring as you try to access the situation. Immediately you notice the Coroak and their uniquely square head and reflective false eyes, and he glares calmly back. Sensing no danger there, your eyes begin to shift to whatever the heck is to the left with the WAY too many eyes that you felt on you, however before you fully look in that direction, a smaller figure between the two seems to emerge out of their seat, arms (four arms, at that) about to gain momentum before the inevitable talking to you’re about to get for intruding into this obviously secret meeting, you flinch and brace for impact…

"Another has heard the word about us!” the arms wave as expected, you see now it’s a small female goblin, unusual to see this far from the desert, but you have to focus harder on her thick accent than think about that. "You will join us?! This meeting starts,” she says, hopping back down into her seat.

-sit down to tend to your damaged pride after slipping.