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The chief (from the added height of his nest/throne) crosses his arms over his chest and looks Alia square in the eyes. "*BARK!* puH Grruff nuv wa'DIch juH. nuv 'e' jIyIn tu'lu' jatlhHa'law' mech qoch. wej laH je wej Dub HuvHa' chaH tlhe'. Grruff puH mIw maH 'avwI'. wej jIchegh tartuk pong mIw." Draconic: "The Lands Below are our people's First Cave. Those that live there are our greatest trading partners. We can not, and will not turn our backs upon them. We guard the ways to the Lands Below. Tartuk will not return by this way."
After a moment of consideration, the chief nods. With a loud proclamation he appoints Mikmek and Nakpik as his tribe's official liaison and assistant liaison respectively to accompany the party back to the lands of the 'Smooth Ones' to learn their strange ways.
A dozen or so kobolds loyal to Chief Sootscale escort the party to meet the kobold chieftain in what was Tartuk's (and before that the Chief's) private cave. The place is a mess with trash and treasure scattered all about in equal measure, a testament to Tartuk's hurried flight. Two kobold attendants stand at attention beside their chief holding human-sized baskets full of radishes. "GRR 'e' maS 'oQqar Ho'Du' jej ngo' qem rom'a' maHvaD Da'ol DaQorghrup'a' loD. chaH nge'. YAP 'ej tartuk yItungHa', qaH QaQ DIS-" Barks the chief. Sootscale looks disdainfully over the contents of the room. "YAP YAP nuq vItna' 'Igh Dochmeyvetlh je SuD ghaH." [spoiler=Draconic]"I have been told by my scouts that you were promised moon radishes in return for bringing Ol' Sharptooth back to us. Take them. And for driving the traitor Tartuk out of our caves-" Barks the chief. Sootscale looks disdainfully over the contents of the room. "Take what you will of these cursed objects too."
"'eH 'e' Dev quv. bIH jotlh mikmek, nakpik, Dub mIw." Draconic:
"That looks to lead to the mines. Mikmek, Nakpik, take them around the back way." Mikmek and Nakpik both salute and then wave you to follow them.
"vaj nuq loS SoH? YONG PAGH!" Barks the Chief. Draconic:
"Well what are you waiting for? GET IN THERE!" The other kobolds quickly create a corridor to allow the party to pass through to the front.
"" Draconic:
"" This elicits a sudden cheer from the assembled hip-high crowd. The chief They all raise their weapons and begin moving en masse toward the cave's southern exit. The chief stares at the party.
The kobold with the keys returns with half-human woman from the cell, interrupting her frantic search for a makeshift shiv. Mikmek gingerly takes the statue from Numalar and hands the gruesome effigy off to the larger kobold. He then retreats bowing his head. The kobold holds the statue in his claws with a fierce look of concentration. Then with a sudden shriek, he lifts the statue over his head, and then smashes it down onto the ground, shattering it. The other kobolds in the room freeze....
Before Numalar can bring to bear the full weight of his diplomacy, the big kobold snaps: "NGEV!" He nods to kobold who pushes through the crowd back to the temple room with a ring of keys. "HEW HINOB! DaH!" Draconic:
"SOLD!"
He nods to kobold who pushes through the crowd back to the temple room with a ring of keys. "GIVE ME THE STATUE! NOW!" Kobolds can be pretty hard to read, but this one looks deadly serious.
Before Numalar can bring to bear the full weight of his diplomacy, the big kobold snaps: "NGEV!" He nods to kobold who pushes through the crowd back to the temple room with a ring of keys. "HEW HINOB! DaH!" Draconic:
"SOLD!"
He nods to kobold who pushes through the crowd back to the temple room with a ring of keys. "GIVE ME THE STATUE! NOW!" Kobolds can be pretty hard to read, but this one looks deadly serious.
"Grr-SoH! SuD wa'! Grr-Hew HInob!" Barks the big kobold. Draconic:
"You! Garden One! Give me that statue!"
"Grr-SoH! SuD wa'! Grr-Hew HInob!" Barks the big kobold. Draconic: "You! Garden One! Give me that statue!"
Stuff that. All should be Kobolds--magnificent, perfect Kobolds. Yes, Kobolds as far as the eye can see in dark. |