Deeper into the forest

Hunger groans from your stomach you decide to delve deeper, and deeper. Finally you manage to find marks of recent animal tracks and you grin setting into motion, following them, you are getting very hungry when you spot multiple tracks, smaller footsteps, smaller feet. Coming upon a clearing it becomes clear who they belong too, a group of goblins, dangerous and rude pack mobs, and they've caught on to you as well, crude spears and slings aimed at you.

"Well, I guess this means there are other possible friends." You say, staying still and not reaching for your blade, no need to provoke them, they'd win. Too many goblins. 8...9...13...16 goblins. And at least 4 are lvl 3.

"You! Scaled one! Why you follow us!?" Shouts one of them.

"I wasn't trying to follow you friend, honest. I just got to the area, was hunting. Found the tracks of im guessing a deer, then stumbled upon you. Look, not hostile, my weapon is sheathed. I'm just hungry."

"Our food! Our forest! You invade! You not friend!" He shouts back.

"hold up! I promise i had no intent of being hostile nor knowledge of you. I'd rather make deals and trade with your tribe than fight."

"You trade what?"

"Aid. Right now I'm just getting started. I don't have much. Hell, why don't you let me hunt with you. I'm sure you are proficient enough, but what's a little help as a sign of my sincerity?"

The goblins pause and whisper amongst themselves.