Azeem Razuddi
Azeem listens to the translation quietly and when the women finishes he looks to the rest of the group.
"Well, Felicitas it would seem may not have abandoned us just yet. Through Ezieer's curiosity, our own misfortune in battle, and the desperation of this women we have been lead to where we are needed. It seems fairly clear what we have to do then, this Malvec must be stopped." He pauses and then smiles for a moment.
"You know, this all makes a wonderful tale. I do hope we live long enough to tell it to someone... though, I think I'll leave out the part where we all almost die. Doesn't add much to the heroic feel I think." Again he pauses
"So, we should look for a way around to the back of the temple tomorrow. See if there is any way we can sneak up on Malvec without having to deal with his undead cronies. Once we have him, hopefuly his undead won't be quite as tough to deal with. Or at least without much direction. And the villiagers he has in his league may reconsider their loyalties. And I have to get my blasted crossbow back." he smiles at the last and continues.
"Well, I suggest we get some sleep and be ready for quite a day tomorrow. Eisinrhyr if you could think on spells that might help us against both the priest and possibly the undead, I think we will need every edge we can get. " With this he tries a bit of the fruit and tries to make himself comfortable inside the cave.