Ala's visage becomes hardened when she hears the word 'kobold' and her eyes narrow a bit. "Ah, yes, that situation... I only hope that we encounter those nastly little maggots again so that Thorus Odara's judgement can be properly vetted out upon them!" The cleric's jaw clenches and unclenches for a few moments but then she visibly calms down... She acquires a glass of mead and sits next to Sel'Tarien, looking about the room, "So...so where are the others?"