With bites, gores and vines Morazzt is able to free himself from the massive creature, which seems to basically melt and flow away, gibbering a little but then stopping.

The dwarven warrior nods at you and then knocks several times at the carriage.

BETSY! Protocol: Out!

The lizard opens the carriage sniffing the air and slowly, going out.

The enraged birds seem to calm down a little bit, flutter towards Morazzt and nuzzle him slightly with they're beaks, ensuring if the Mound is fine.

The dwarven warrior gets to one knee and bows towards you, when looking at Bommel she seems to be in a bit of a social panic and lowers her head that her forehead touches the ground.

One small slap of the carriage opens up, a pair of black beady eyes look out and adress you.

I understand that you helped us, yes? We thank you, massively! The roads from here are normally more save. How many chitin can we take from these guys, Darling?

The dwarven warrior gets up again, checking the mantises.

Oh you left some alive? Well we won't touch them, but let's give you a little bit in return, right? After some clinking, another slap opens, offering a big pouch.

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Filled with 200 Gold pieces.


The monster that flowed into one another and then dissolved totally also left behind a small crown, that when you take a second look at it, looks like it's made of teeth. If you don't want to do anything specific with it Nevral will take a closer look at it.

Anything else we can help you with, fine wanderers?

Asks the carriage helpfully.