Ari translates exactly as Osirio says, or as exactly as Draconic will allow. The precise wording, however, has not been lost in translation. Evidently frightened, the kobold begins to speak.
"Yes, King Osirio! Turu swears loyalty to you beyond all , and spite King Taraka as Turu's lord!"
Your next demand he takes less willingly. Seemingly reluctantly, he speaks to you after a few seconds.
"The ones who took you...Gual. Ruu. Kol. Then there was...No. That was all. Who we pray to? It is our Lady, Tarulk, denizen of the Darklands. She sworn to lead to Her palace there, if we give to Her the lives of Sunlanders."
Ava also invokes a healing spell, causing another stab of pain, this one more intense. A fierce spike of cold seems to pierce through the Hexblade, before fading off somewhat and numbing the pain. His wounds knit together further, with the strength of the spell greatly magnified by Kostchtchie's sudden favor, due to the slaughter here [9 HP RESTORED].
Ithy begins to search around the room. Most have little of use; each with a small sling, an equally undersized half-spear, and some badly rotten pieces of leather used as make-shift armour. However, each wears a red robe, which might sell for a decent amount. Not too faded, nor waterlogged, with decent material. The evident leader carries a pouch of dried herbs, likely hallucinogenic. Selling them to an addict could be lucrative. In addition, you manage to find three coins in it.
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