None of the lizardfolk appear to be using stealth, and the lizardman in the lead sees Trent looking around for threats and starts to look as well.
At about the same time, a voice begins speaking from the back of the line, in a language that only Rosa can make out. Its nasal tone and whine suggest complaint and dissatisfaction, and somehow all get a sense that the speaker is a cantankerous curmudgeon. Halfway through the tirade, the muscled lizardman at the front makes another series of signs toward the back. Rosa guesses that he is a mute.
[sblock=For Rosa]The tirade in draconic yelled from the back of the line of lizardfolk is peppered with explitives and phrases that offend the ears of the somewhat demur Rosa. In draconic: "Why have we stopped? You son of a trognator,* I'll skin your hide if you have been scared by another boar." The mute signs, "threats" toward the unseen speaker. He continues his tirade as he is approaching, "Well, go ahead and kill them and take their gold, we have to pay... Oh, I see. They are too much for us take." Finally coming into view he spots Hightower and the Faris-panther and stops abruptly. Walking with a cane, the elderly lizardfolk apears to be some kind of respected elder, although why anyone would respect such a surly and foul mouthed individual is anyone's guess. "Well, are you just going to stand there; step aside and let them pass. After the beating we have taken we are clearly no match for them."
OOC *- this word literally translates as hole in the ground, and Rosa interprets to be a crude and vulgar word for slattern. In the modern vernacular it would have connotations similar to "hood rat."[/sblock]
An elderly lizardman moves to the front of the line, and after words directed toward the rest, each lizardfolk in the line steps to the side of the road to let your group pass.