Can you look like a Raksasha? asks Zal with a smirk. Sneaking into the camp's bound to be no biggie. We might even get them to let us in. Boss's thing, ya'll. he says, trying to be somewhat circumspect around the orc. We can get them to hire us or recruit us or whatever; stab head honcho, and book it out in the dead of the night. Or even better, when they try to get through the tunnels again. If we manage to make them be unable to find their way again... Zal turns to Dre'hiht. Pretty sure your friends wouldn't mind picking them off.