"Reinforcements, eh?" the sergeant says, somewhat skeptically. "It's been nearly three weeks now, and our scouts haven't seen any activity in the area. When did they expect them to arrive?"
Pyior translates the question and response. "He says that they didn't know when anyone would be back, though they thought it would be before now. Their food supply has nearly run out."
"So their friends aren't nearby," Vames says. "Well, that's something, anyway. As it seems you competently dealt with these four without problem, I suppose I could leave the one in your custody. If he actually does help you find the other rhodin, I expect you to report it to me or one of other soldiers or scouts immediately. I trust you will also deal with the rhodin appropriately once you're done with him."
He orders his men to fetch the unconscious rhodin and they start trekking back to the keep. Vames turns, just before leaving. "One other question for the rhodin," he says. "How far back does this cave go and where does it empty out?"
Pyior again translates. "He says he doesn't know. They've gone back a couple hundred yards, but no further. The cave was only used by scouts until they used it to escape your attack on the keep."
Vames grunts. "Well, explore it if you like, but I'll be sending some scouts down here shortly to search in properly. Carry on." He turns on his heel and departs.
The rhodin looks slightly relieved.