Valafar sets the water down and starts to set up to boil it when Zuu asks him why he looks pale the Teifling's tail flicks. "I met some of the locals. Look like a vaguely human-shaped tangle of moss-covered weeds. No eyes but...pits where there should be and a slit for a mouth, at least one spoke our language." Valafar wipes his brow and takes in a long breath. "Not outwardly hostile at least not this time. They asked me if I was a...Cowed ding head...no..Cowel hinge dead...no..." Valafar thinks hard for a few moments before snapping his fingers. "Cohwiggoehd that was the word."