[IC] A Stolen Land

[DM Dougfan]

[OoC: Detect magics range is a 60' cone.  Do we detect anything while we scan back and forth? ]

Nexendia stays out of the clearing and tells the group to ready weapons in case this goes ugly.  She tells everyone she's going to talk to them in Draconic.  If no one objects, she says in dragonic, "What happened to you?  Do you need help?"

[[There is nothing magical anywhere nearby.]]

The kobolds, regardless of what they are experiencing, scramble to their feet and start brandishing their little spears.

"Yark!  Yark-ark!  Yip-yark!  Yaaaark!"

For those who speak Draconic:

"Hey!  What're you doin' here?  Where you come from?  'Dis be our radish patch!  You don't get any!"

One of them seems to pause as Eran's Message goes through.  He wrinkles his nose disgustedly and looks around, wondering which of you has the taste for human flesh so much that they have to foul up the thoughts of a poor, honorable kobold with it.  Happs nods at Vidar's suggestion and begins to slide around the clearing, essentially disappearing.  Andra blinks as the big, burly warriors start moving to flank and takes a step back herself, giving herself some room and a better field of view.