Shalar Yotul Azari
Beast Barbarian 3
AC: 15 HP: 26/32
PP: 13
Rages: 2/3
Conditions: none

Shalar made an interested noise as the mirror talked.
"Ooh, it talks! What else do you do, mirror?"
She leaned down and tapped it with a finger, listening to the tink-tink of her claw against its glass.

She poked it again, before straightening back up, because the goblin was muttered nonsense in goblin-language.She wasn't particularly interested in what the goblin said, it being a goblin, though she did have a question - or more of a statement. She knew where the goblins had gone, thanks to Yusha's pet birdie, so really all that remained was going over there to kick their collective asses. The people they'd kidnapped were probably eaten or brain-orbed by now or something, but all those cyphers the gobbos nicked might be good to get. If the witch wasn't here, and the witch's house destroyed in an event that was genuinely not Shalar's fault, she might as well try to get something cool out of it.

"Oy, goblin - this Safeguard pallak - tell them that Shalar Yotual Azai is coming, ahaha! Tell him to tremble in his boots!"
She paused, and scratched her head.
"If he has boots, I guess. Never needed them, did I."