Creamsteak
Explorer
OOC: Now you KNOW that one question has to automatically lead to the other. 
"Poison Dusks? Pardon my unceasing queries, but that also happens to be unfamiliar to my experiences."
Supposing you don't mind, I'll jump ahead to the post response.
Explaining to the party, "Apparently these are just one of the Clans in this region. There exists a larger brutal clan, the Blackscales. They have a temple somewhere near here, and we may benefit from avoiding it if possible. They seem to be the ones in charge. Then there's a smaller tribe, in stature I mean, called the Poison Dusk. They work alongside the blackscales."
He turns back to the lizardfolk leader again, "I thank you muchly for sharing your wisdom of these surroundings. I am indebted to you for your willingness to speak with my simple pilgrim self. Please add this paultry token of my appreciation to your own belongings, and should you ever need a favor from me, simply return it and I will do everything in my power to help. He hands the lizardfolk a simple gold coin, more as a token of a favor owed than as any sort of payment. "Also know that, should my compatriots face these tyrants, they will carry your resolve on their shoulders when their blades meet these villains."
Drekhad turns back to the group, suddenly more aloof, almost like a sudden break in character, "Let our shining blade light the path, and our unbreakable immortal will carry us to victory! It seems the light has found us another righteous task worth doing!" The kalashtar smiles from ear to ear with his pearly white teeth showing, like he has the last ten times he's come up with a brilliantly bad idea.
"Poison Dusks? Pardon my unceasing queries, but that also happens to be unfamiliar to my experiences."
Supposing you don't mind, I'll jump ahead to the post response.
Explaining to the party, "Apparently these are just one of the Clans in this region. There exists a larger brutal clan, the Blackscales. They have a temple somewhere near here, and we may benefit from avoiding it if possible. They seem to be the ones in charge. Then there's a smaller tribe, in stature I mean, called the Poison Dusk. They work alongside the blackscales."
He turns back to the lizardfolk leader again, "I thank you muchly for sharing your wisdom of these surroundings. I am indebted to you for your willingness to speak with my simple pilgrim self. Please add this paultry token of my appreciation to your own belongings, and should you ever need a favor from me, simply return it and I will do everything in my power to help. He hands the lizardfolk a simple gold coin, more as a token of a favor owed than as any sort of payment. "Also know that, should my compatriots face these tyrants, they will carry your resolve on their shoulders when their blades meet these villains."
Drekhad turns back to the group, suddenly more aloof, almost like a sudden break in character, "Let our shining blade light the path, and our unbreakable immortal will carry us to victory! It seems the light has found us another righteous task worth doing!" The kalashtar smiles from ear to ear with his pearly white teeth showing, like he has the last ten times he's come up with a brilliantly bad idea.
