I assume Llane is flying back to the boats?



The three deliberate for a moment by the remains of the fire. The party can make out some exclamations. One shouts, "shar throdenilt slathalinir," before the leader emphasizes "rimemiv maardo tuoric." Slowly they appear to reach a verdict as the third lists off, "desta loupon jaka, eschoupilt ekess itrewic achthend," and some more things no one can catch.

The leader turns to you. "yth geou tor hesi maekrix. petranas, zexenuma tenpiswo ihk jaka." "Stay," she adds in common, looking at Calin and Laith. Unless someone interrupts, she and the smallest one each disappear into different paths from the area. The remaining lizardfolk reaches into their pack, and pulls out a flint and steel before turning to the fire. His spear is sticking in easy reach from the mud, his shield is still strapped to his arm, and he is turned to be facing the party directly.

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Deliberations: "but more fighting-- chieftess maardo wants," and "better than now, easier to get food," at the end.

"we will ask our leader. please, stay here for now."