Sylvia could see that the both of them were hung over, so she spoke quietly as she greeted them, “Morning guys. I made pancakes,” When Pylia drank the disgusting brew and left for a bit, Sylvia found herself feeling bad for Pylia, and glad that she herself didn’t drink as much as the two of them did last night. Sylvia was glad to read that Buddy seemed to have recalled something about his old life. 

After Pylia asked her question, Sylvia answered, “I think we should wait for Shor. We do still have business with him considering the stone, and I’m sure he would want to know about it as well,” She nodded in agreement at Pylia’s words of informing the kobolds.

When Shortfang voiced his thoughts, Sylvia thought about it as well. Those were some good questions. She answered, “There was some wind coming through the crack. It could very well be by the sea at the very least. As for the fort and tunnel...Maybe they used magic to make the both of them?”