Sylvia watched the kobolds and she listened to Pylia as she gave a rough translation of what they were saying. She nodded to Pylia in silent thanks, and she followed the kobold as he led them into the sewers and to their small village within. It was kinda amazing that a small village of people could stand to live in the sewers, and it was also...kind of saddening. As they walked through, she looked around curiously. 

Soon enough they reached the house that looked like a maw. She was quiet as one of the guards said that they weren't welcome and Shortfang's words didn't seem to reach him. She whispered back to Pylia, "I'm not sure if anything we say will convince them. Hopefully our previous actions will be much more convincing," As she made the last statement she glanced at the kobold who led them here.

She looked to the guards, and she spoke, "We understand your concerns, but we can assure you we're not here to hurt any of you. We even helped you fight off the trogs just outside of your home. We have to talk to the Grey Scales about a threat that is much bigger than the trogs,"