Talashia sighs, but rejoins the others.
"Unlikely...but calling chaos beasts at all is a sign of an unbalanced mind," she says dismally. "It's not like they can serve any useful purpose. They're not capable of forming pacts, and there are far better guardians. And who knows how many creatures were infected before we came along."
That brings her up short.
"You know, it's lucky we did. Those things could have spawned in the sewers until there were too many to stop."
Shazi blanches.
"Wait. Chaos beasts? We're talking about the same thing, right? Goopy things...make other things turn goopy?"
"Yes," Talashia replies wearily.
"And one got loose in a -sewer-?"
She nods.
Shazi bursts into laughter. "Oh, you guys are DEAD! Was it you?"
Talashia gives Shazi an irritated look. "No, it wasn't ME! Do I look like I have an unbalanced mind?!"
Her winged familiar opens his mouth...then closes it. Then he says briskly, "Anyway...if you found two, there's probably more. Think of all the little...rats and things you find in sewers."
"And his notes mentioned kobolds down there," Talashia muses worriedly.
"Yeah, or as we call them, 'chaos beast chow.'" Shazi amplifies ominously.
Talashia looks at the others. "There could be more," she reports.
"A LOT more," Shazi chortles.