Grum glances at Gwen and Helena, "Aye Sal. It be a beast, be good that it be dead." Helena rests a hand on the dwarf's shoulder and looks with some confusion at Sal. "Strange words Sal. Are these common terms in your home place? Protoplasm, biodiverse, keratin... what do these words mean?" As she looks back arond the cave she looks at the busts one more time "Rosar's family. He was a famed hero, its a large tomb for him."

Before she can mutter or say more Grum points to the north through the opening "Lets go, I want tae' be getting out of this bleedin' tomb." Flanked by the twin motes of light he stomps into the centre of the next room, sword in hand and at the ready.