The fish person doesn't seem to wake up when the party settles, when Bommel and Morazzt declare "Break Time" however his eyes open and he gasps at the air, speaking some syllables in his blubbery language. "Gaarrabubulagh! Ohmhada, Shwarf!"

Spoiler: OOC, for someone with Tongues or something
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They got me! Beware the Shwarf's!


When the fish person seems to really wake up, with Morazzt sturdy vines getting the fire going again, it grasps for his trident, more for comfort than for anything else it seems and sits up halfway.

Spoiler: Bommel
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By his movements you think he may be a fellow summer forest desert wind student, but not as advanced as you.


"Greetings neighbors." It says, a bit taken aback. "It seems you are no enemy's of mine, I'm Grabralglagwoub" It hesitates a moment. "Woub would do fine, what are you doing on these old paths?" Woub nods thankfully to Morazzt, picks some mushrooms of a nearby wall and uses his trident to simmer them over the fire while talking.