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Skyrahk ran to the hole, where she thought Engashez was. Here they are..

Skyrahk finished digging her 'perfect' pit and moved back to the portal room. And.. Something to finish! To curse their blood! Anyone got some bad smelly stuff?
Craft(Traps): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Last phase - poison dart trap. Want to use giant wasp if this is allowed. Other way any poison that she can make, will do.

Skyrahk shaked her head from some deep thoughts.
I s-suggest i will work with the pit, the bigger the trap, the better. More kills, more blood, more haapy kobolds-s!
Skyrahk went to the tunnel and started working with a trap. She was not very precise with her work, her mind was flowing somewhere else.
If anyone wants-s to help me with that, Dahak will notice. Also! If you need me for anything else to do, i will think about it. Just ask! Don't be shy.
Craft Traps: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

I think all this corpses-s are great enough to seek for Dahak's mercy. If you want to s-survive the next fight, you will need my help. Skyrahk grabbbed her wand and stands, ready to help anyone who wants some additional healing.

Yes-s! It ran away like a crying puppy! That's sad.. It could be very tasty.
Skyrahk is still waiting for someone to give her a wand.

If you want your s-soul back.. Dahak can't! Can't give it to you s-so easily by asking!
Skyrahk raised her hands in the air.
If you want me to give you his-s mercy, you should ask him now. He is listening! Because i am his ears-s!
Then she added..
Pray and s-sing for our lord now! and i wll grant you your's tas-sty soul back! Give me back my wand and you shall be granted.
Will use CLW wand (if given) to anyone who resectively asking for Dahak's mercy. If a rule for 6 words a round is still in play, i assume Skyrahk stands right where she is, speaking this for the next rounds.

Kekeke.. S-so. If you want some healing things. I can do. But..
Skyrahk stands up.
You! Finish with that trouble.
Skyrahk touched Pethjun with her claw.
Guidance lvl 0 - +1 competence bonus on a single attack roll, saving throw, or skill check.

Skyrahk looked back, observing the running bigfoot.
Come on! Murder it already!
Then she crawled and starts looking for something interesting other bigfoots got in their pockets.
Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Not now, Pethjun! I want blood. Rrr...
Sryhak drawed her dagger and attacked neareast onyx vanguard.
Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 141d3 ⇒ 3
1 use of destructive smite. Attack and damage debuff (-1 from Yapping)

Dahak! Devour their souls-s! - Skyrahk screamed. She tried to focus the energy to harm every possible enemy she can detect.
ChannelNegativeEnergy: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 6) = 12
Concentration: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
Channel negative energy, Casting Defensively, Selective channeling (3+2 = 5 max targets)

Skyrahk used her "Cure thing that is not very bad, but bad"
S-stand up, Varanog!
CureModerateWounds: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (1, 1) + 4 = 6
Well that's funny

Skyrahk realized that it wasn't so hard and started to climb faster
Climb: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (10) - 1 = 9
Fastclimb now. Sad, don't get that it's 20ft high

Oh, bloody hell! Not the climbing thing!
Skyrahk is trying to climb up
Climb: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (13) - 1 = 12

Skyrahk made a heavy breath, looking on Pethjun.
Then she ran after her.
What's-s going on up there?

Don't you darrre leave! - Skyrahk growled, while casting her scroll on Petjun, which she drew from somewhere under her cloack.
Thanks for backup, i wanted to post yesterday, but my internet fell off. Btw actually i wanted to do the same thing (Remove fear). Will be up on time from now on!

Well then... if everyone will finally stop asking questions-s we can go.
Skyrahk looked a bit bored.
The situation is very very clear and shiny. We help the Passfinders and you will be rewarded by the love of gods. I see that.
Skyrahk sniffed an air around her
Yes-s, and smell it too.
You better listen to my advices, i can s-see future. Our future. More gold, hats-s and glory. You want that right? So, let-s move on.
Than she looked on Hats
It's my word, dear Hats-s, that we will bring to you even greater hat, than that. Do you believe me?
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20;

Skyrahk was listening them from the distance
Yes-s, we will help you.. scaleles-s. But! If you are are so important big human passfinder... Why are you alone? It's dangerous-s to go alone, while being such a tasty one.

-Skyrahk is-s my name. Now, when you are introduced to our 'muscles'...
Skyrahk tilts her head to one side, looking on her clanmates.
I serve as their guide. A guide for a true path! The righteous path! If you ever want to speak with us-s - speak with me, i will be very happy to help you.

Your enemy? This is-s not my right to decide... Let me see...
Skyrahk looked deeply on the iron simbol in her claws.
Ke-ke-ke... The Great One wants-s me to guide you, Pethjun. I won't disobey his orders. Will do. Will follow. Won't harm.
Skyrahk followed Pethjun, while looking on her from beneath her cloack, thinking about something.

-Scary, s-so s-scary Pethjun.
Skyrahk smiled.
I think... yes-s we should move on. Ah, and Pethjun, don't growl at me like that anymore. I am not a very paient kobold.

Skyrahk jumped in one place.
- Yes-s! Hats! Hats are the key! Hats for Hats-s!
Then her eyes narrowed.
You all are very useful. This is good. Leed the way Fazgyn, i will be right behind you.

Silent steps can be heard, when a shadowy figure appears.
- Greetings-s, my dearest friends-s.
A figure looked on everyone from underneath her cloack.
- As you may know i am Skyrahk - heart, eyes and wings of the great Dahak. He wants our tribe to prosper today!
She pauses for a second, and then continues softly.
- I will guide us-s in our fate.