Utharn led the group out of the great hall and into the corridor that led toward the kitchen. There a lone female hill giant raised her club nervously upon spotting the small folk following the stone giant.
::I am taking them to the cellars. Stand aside.:: The stone giant said in a deep voice full of authority.
::Buh... they's da smalls wud kilt the chief!?:: the hill giant stammered stupidly.
::Yes they are. Think carefully, now: If they can kill your chief, his wife, their guards, and nearly all of their children in under a minute, what chance do you think you have against them?:: Utharn said flatly and waited patiently while she made a slow calculation.
::Uh... I'm gonna go ged a bite t'eat.:: she said, lowering her club. She shuffled off through the kitchen doors.
The stone giant took them the other way, through a set of doors that led, first to an empty guard-room with smelly unkempt mattresses, and then to a flight of stairs that led downward.
Utharn stopped at the top of the stairs and looked thoughtful for a moment. He sighed and spoke in the common tongue, "I should warn you: I do not know if I can so easily convince the Keeper of the Cells to let us pass. Nor yet, the bugbear guards. I am not their master. In fact, I hold no authority here beyond what is granted me by the Ordening and my Thane, through his emissary. Hill Giants are a brutish sort and you have killed what passes for their leadership. I cannot predict how they will act."