Buddy seemed to sigh hearing that he’d have to hang back, but takes up the position of rear guard nonetheless. Pylia and Shortfang looked at the claw and tried to figure it out. But it was Shortfang who realized what it was. “Dammit! Trogs. Ugly lizard monster. Stinky, with big teeth, big claws like this. They live in sewer too. Kobold fight them sometime but not war, but... Warning rock says war. Kobold war fight trogs... Why?” Shortfang pondered as Pulia armed herself. She looked over at you with a face of concern. “Do you think we should get involved? This might be more than we can handle.” Shortfang looked angry hearing this, stomping his foot down. “Shortfang no run! Ma is here! Shortfang fight for family!”