Baelor spits on the ground. "Bah, what kind of critter scampers about the forest and doesn't even carry a few gems with it?" He shakes his head. "Most disappointing. Come, let us find this 'thunderlizard'. Perhaps it will offer more sport."
Baelor cleans his axe on the fur of one of the downed enemies before standing and preparing to head out. With a nod to the others, he resumes following the path though the jungle.