Art takes the flask back, taking another sip before replying. "Hm, so you would have come through Jarral's lands, right? Between the forest and the strait, kobolds all around? Few months back, that was a gnomish kingdom. Jarral's army's what happened to it, that and some rather clever manipulation if the rumours are true. I grew up near the strait, and we always had gnomish merchants passing by - seems a bit odd that Twosides'd just ignore a bunch of kobolds coming in and wiping out one of their best trade partners."

She shrugs, passing the flask back to Ameretat. "Still, it's not been bad for business, in the end. The kobolds trade most of the same goods that the gnomes did. You from Twosides yourself, or somewhere else around the area?"