Sylvia quietly gasped at the sight of the wooden poles with the dead bodies of trog and kobold on them. She couldn't help but feel anger towards the trogs now. They had to be stopped. She continued stealthily with her friends. She thought it was weird that there seemed to be no one in the camp, and she silently agreed with Pylia that this could be a trap. She noticed that her friends were looking to her for direction and she quickly thought on it. 

They couldn't just rush in for melee, they'd be ready for them. And they couldn't fire arrows or crossbow bolts at them either with them hiding. 

She then realized something. There might be something they could do to put the fight to their advantage. Something that the Jebrani might not be ready for...

She whispered to Shortfang, "Call Syfr back. I have an idea," 

As Syfr returns, Sylvia pulls out the last Alchemist's Fire from her backpack and she asks Shortfang, "Think Syfr can carry this?" She then explained to her friends, "Simply charging in isn't a good idea, and since we can't fire at them with crossbow bolts or other long distance attacks, then maybe we can try and smoke them out of hiding. Have this land on the most flammable thing or a hiding place in the camp and maybe they'll be forced to come out into the open..." She just hoped that the fire would actually spread for this idea to work.