Synovia x Bobole

As Synovia leaves the Cathedral, she sees Bobole across the courtyard. She watches him a few minutes. She observes as several villagers grumble and hiss as he walks by, but she is more interested in watching Bobole. She observes him watching the guards disposing of goblin bodies. He seems to stop and think a moment then,grabs the ear of a dead goblin and start to follow the guards. Just then, Bobole notices Miro and calls to him. Synovia thinks to herself "this might not be good" and decides to intervene. She calls out "Hey Bobole, I've been looking for you !"

Bobole, noticing the woman who's name seems to escape him, sitting down on the dead goblin's head. Bobole: Yeah Longshank?

Synovia smiles and shakes her head. "The name is Synovia, but if it is easier to remember You can call me Syn. I wanted to tell you that you were right, at the gate. I didn't have to go after the goblins. I let my pain from the past guide my actions and I'm sorry. I brought you something." She reaches into her bag and pulls out a jar of Goblin Pickles. "Just don't eat them in the Taveren."

Bobole downs the jar, lapping up the leftover brine Bobole: Cyn, k. It's nothing we're not used to.

Syn chuckles as he downs the pickles and says "But you're showing me that maybe not all Goblins should be judged by the actions of other members their race. I will try to do better next time."

Bobole growls at Syn Bobole: We ain't friends, were brothers. And brothers fight.

Synovia, seeing that their exchange has shifted to at least civil, decides she needs to have a few minutes to herself, and heads toward the cemetery intending to vistit the graves of her clan.