Wimzig Tinsnipper, cleric of Gond, with Aegis Ward, Gondsman
*Wimzig had gone silent for a moment, then suddenly started back to life.*
"I just recalled something that disturbs me greatly, quite greatly. The drow worship Lolth, a goddess of spiders and darkness. Never has she allowed them to bring conquest into the light, never, never. The drow are not, indeed, not doing this on Lolth's mandate. Which means it's someone new, a rogue. This makes it twice as necessary, very necessary, that we go to stop them, stop them for good," he says firmly.
*The mechanical creation at his side looks upward at Bilix, and cocks its head to the side as if in curiosity.*