Ordrax speaks quickly and with concern.
Except for the sneaky kobold that is...
Not happy that he was caught unawares, Ordrax pulls forth his little hammer.
Not nice to come sneaking up on people...good way to get yourself killed.
His voice is loud enough that he hopes it carries to the others.
Pilgrim...nope.
"Then what brings you to this long forsaken place? No Scalykin have passed this way in an age."
Very curious for one with no name...poor form indeed...
I guess you could say I am just browsing...
"If you need a name, you may call me Ysseras. I am but a humble tender of this place. A keeper. I did not intend to sneak up on you. I suppose after all this time being poked and prodded by the soft skins, I have taken to moving quietly."
Seeing that no one is responding to Ordrax's obvious ploy of keeping the group informed, he opts for a different approach.
Perhaps you would like to speak to the rest of us. Just over there on the other side of the rocks. Come on I will show you exactly where they are located.
"Ah, there are more of you?! How delightful! More pilgrims!"
As Ordrax move back up the mound of rubble and through the small opening, he finds that Ysseras is waiting for him on the other side.
The rest of you see a kobold enter from the opening into the jungle.
Ravenna climbs to her feet and brushes off her trousers as best she can. She regards the kobold warily, but since Ordrax is involved, she takes at face value - for the moment - that the situation is under control, and she leaves her weapons sheathed.
Grak tries his best to hear the conversation Ordrax is having, somewhat relieved that the kobold is not being attacked. He is somewhat caught off-guard when another kobold enters the room from the west.
"Interesting. Another kobold. Maybe that helped Ordrax. Obviously there must be another way into that room," he thinks to himself.
"Greetings, I am Grak. Did I hear you say you tend to this temple? We have heard there are other temples in the area. Do you tend to those also?"
"There are many temples here devoted to the sssscaled gods, Grrrrak. And I am but one of their attendants. But be careful. We do not serve soft skins."
"Looks like you get the honors. He doesn't seem to like me," he says to Ordrax with a smile.