The mongrelfolk leaped up in alarm on hearing Saito's voice. When wheeled, saw him and the others, and took several hasty steps backward, scrabbling on the debris. One, a woman, was bent even when standing erect and had a face lost in a mass of tumors. The other, a tall man, looked equal parts goat, lizard, and elf.
After a moment, the man spoke oddly accented Taldane.
"If you hold darkness in your heart, strangers, go on and leave us in peace. We shall return the courtesy. If your hearts are pure, then we beg your help. Our companion Crel is trapped beneath this rubble. We are to our misfortune not able to move enough to free him."
He had a slender blade at his waist, but did not reach for it.
The woman made a groaning, slobbery sound that might have been a word.