Korban lands on his feet as casually as if he'd hopped off the last step of a staircase. A life spent navigating the ins and outs of Wati has kept him quick on his feet, especially given the ancient construction so prone to collapsing of some of Wati's original buildings. As the high priestess gives her speech, Korban glances around him at the gathered crowd. Whether he's constantly on the swivel looking for danger, or merely sizing up the competition, it is difficult to say. When the squirrels are called up, he can't help but laugh.

"Wonders never cease. I hope we're assigned to the same tomb as they are. That way, if we get trapped, we'll have some extra food on hand."