With calmer heads coming out on top, the group managed to get to the keep with an extra escort. Once they were inside the halfling couldn't help but drop to her knees and start taking deep breaths. That was the most action-packed and suspenseful thing she's done in her entire life. It was more intense that that one time she ended up in a bar brawl with half the patrons being half-orcs. Fighting kobolds and maybe a few looters weren't too much of a surprise for Parum, she expected it, but having to actually do the deed was harder then it looked. While she was mostly unharmed and still combat ready, she was certain that out of everyone here Parum was the most tired.

The rest of the villagers were being seen to by the guards, and now that Parum's nerves have calmed down she looked around the keep. Fairly impressive for a village like Greenest; certainly worthy of it's title as a keep. It was heavily fortified, well lit, and hopefully well stocked with supplies to last a prolonged siege, if it ever came to that. Certainly nothing a band of marauders like kobolds could break into. But with a dragon above them Parum wasn't sure what the keep's odds were. Soon one of the guards, presumably the guard captain from authoritative presence, asked for their names and occupation. Standing to her feet Parum gave him a bow before speaking.

[color=7ea7d8]"My name is Parum, a bard and traveling scholar."[/color]