[IC] The Axe of the Burning Desert [4E]

[Felhammer]

As the party continues to debate, the cowering shaman stops whimpering. He sits up from the fetal position, coming to rest on his knees. He watches with great interest, as if trying to deduce your language. After a while, he grows increasingly frustrated with the way the party is bickering among themselves and not meeting out punishment. As his ire grows, he finally blurts out, "CURUL! CURUL!" He points to his satchel. "CURUL!"

The other lizardolk looks shocked at the shaman and yells back, Nīṅkaḷ ellāvaṟṟaiyum vaittirukkiṟīrkaḷā!?

The shaman throws his snout up in the air and condescendingly replies, "Avarkaḷ ciṟantavarkaḷ eṉṟu nāṉ niṉaittēṉ!"