Waetir

Waetir shakes his head at Excilath. "We are guests, and our hosts were just speaking of the strength of Kurtulmak. Should not this deity's people take care of the problem?"

Waetir looks over the kobolds. "Or do you require the assistance of the heralds of Lord Trual, a show of our true power, not the small fraction that was seen with the panthers?"