Sylvia sighed quietly as the guards didn’t want to listen to reason. Before she could try and prevent a fight from happening, she heard a voice telling the guards to let them in. With a slight sigh of relief, she entered the home of the Grey Scales. After they introduced themselves and asked why they were here, she answered them respectfully,

“It is nice to meet you, Grey Scale Longstrider. My name is Sylvia. As we have told the guards, we are not here to hurt, or persecute, anyone. We have actually come to inform you of the prophetic dreams Shortfang and I had, as well as offer our assistance in fighting off the trogs,”