Lancelot turned his head and noticed that the one speaking to him was a large goblin, dressed as a warrior, leaning against a corner of the wall. After ensuring he had caught Lancelot's attention, he simply nodded before shifting his gaze elsewhere.
The three exchanged glances, curiosity evident in their eyes, and approached the large goblin. Seeing them come over, the goblin did not speak, but started walking to one side. This was not the pace of someone fleeing; it was clear he expected the trio to follow.
Only a few dozen feet away, the group arrived at a semi-enclosed corner of the hall. Two walls, like membranes of semi-transparent matter, shielded them from the prying eyes of others in the hall and subdued the clamor from outside considerably.
The large goblin spread his hands to show he was unarmed, but Lancelot, with his experience, could tell that if necessary, the goblin could quickly draw the twin scimitars hanging at his waist.
