Making a Friend, and a Foe?

Instantly, the man stalled his steps. "Y-you… know our kind?" 

"Well yeah. It's pretty obvious, ain't it?" Rizz chuckled, glad to see him lower the spear.

"It's not often that strangers know of our race…" The man raised his spear to the sky and stood up straight. "I am Kerl, son of Chief Kert. You say your name is Rizzio?" 

"Call me Rizz! But can we continue this conversation indoors? And preferably by a fir or with me wrapped in a blanket?" 

Kerl blinked as he looked over the goblin with new eyes. "Oh my, you're naked! What are you doing here like that? And how did you kill a Blizzard Baboon with your pitiful level?" 

"Like I said, let's talk inside!" Rizz shivered while collecting his fallen herbs and crystals. "Do you mind carrying that thing? I wasn't kidding about the trade."