Before anyone might attempt to give chase, Jaeden whirls around with fire in his eyes. "Does what?" He growls at Ala, much to the shock of everyone there, especially the dwarf. "Do you even know what your oh so innocent play-thing cried out a moment ago?" Jaeden stomps up to Ala and the Kobold in her arms. "No, she doesn't, does she Skatha? None of us do, do we?... Or do we? You were not there to hear me translate the words of your kinfolk, were you? You didn't know I can speak your language, do you?" Jaeden says accusingly.
Skatha looks around, nervously and clings to Ala and whispers something to her.
Ala: [sblock] "He is siding with the dwarf. He too means to kill me. Please keep your word and protect poor Skatha." Skatha whispers, a note of fear in his voice as he clings tighter and tighter with each word that flows from the bard's mouth.[/sblock]
"I don't know what was said while I was out there looking for those kobolds, but I clearly heard Skatha call out to his people telling them that we had left the camp unprotected..." Jaeden continues but is cut short by Krueger's howl of rage.
"BETRAYER!" The dwarf roars hefting his axe.