"Apart from kidnapping adults and children and forcing them to work in mines... probably something more sinister," Brother Pelegon replies seriously.
The monk sits forward and focuses his cloudy white eyes on Klebba, which somehow gives the impression that he is having difficulty focusing on the halfling.
"Some say he's dead, but even if he is, there's an evil force behind the recent incursions of lizard people that have allied with him. Something beyond mere mortal matters, I'm sure of it. I did not want to get caught up in this, but neither did anyone who was captured. And now someone needs to put an end to it."
He leans forward even more, and appears about to say more, when a loud burp erupts from his mouth.
"Sorry," the monk mutters with a smile, and he sits back, taking another small sip of his ale.