Durin interrupted all the conversation with a loud harrumph.

"Now what does killing a dragon have to do with demons running around? I have better things to do with my time than running around with a bunch of vagabonds on a suicide mission." During didn't like the look of much anyone here. Especially the blue-haired kid and the floating halfling. Nobody who's trustworthy dyes their hair unnatural colors or floats around instead of walking. Durin had an honest living in this town, and he wasn't about to give it up at the drop of a hat. Behind him, Kayleth spoke up.

"I'm going to have to agree with Durin here. The only reason I'm letting him not get the rest he should be having is because apparently this group is vital to the survival of Waeldeshore. If that was just a lie to have extra muscle, then you may be doing more harm for the town than good." Kayleth's facial expression remained neutral, but the inflection of her voice carried a slight edge to it. Perhaps more frustration that time she could have spent getting the guardsmen recovered has been spent looking over a grouchy dwarf instead.

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