Goblin excavation, the Cogs.

It is good to have a task once again.

Coincidence: Our gnomish benefactor has dealt with goblins who seem to have ties to House Cannith. Were we sent here merely to collect from goblins, or to hamper the machinations of this Merrick? Suspicion.

Morality: Do not understand other party members' aversion to the dwarf and myself retiring the broken goblins. Threats to the party are not to be tolerated, but surely granting a clean death is an act of mercy. Similar thoughts toward warforged in secret room. It was not functioning properly, and had to be deactivated. Any other conclusion is wrong, if well-meaning. Certainty.

Prediction: More goblins.

Party members seem capable enough. Dwarf is physically imposing; might be dangerous sober. Magic users have not had occasion to cast anything impressive, except growth spell. Enjoyment. Fellow warforged is odd- seems obsessed with material possessions. It has some sort of serial number instead of a name, but does not seem to be bothered by this. Surely a real name denotes a the nature and function of a warforged?

Badger: Confusion.

After some hours of practice, this one can toggle shield-ring between punches. Enjoyment.

Insight: Organics lose much productivity due to “sleeping.”