Pylia just rolled her eyes at your snide remark. Soon the children left, allowing Buddy to put his arms down and give you a thumbs up to affirm that he is ready to go. Shortfang still seems nervous about the situation here in Underhaven but he nods to you. "Yeah. Shortfang ready to go too." The trip back to the surface was again, uneventful. "I should really pack something to get this sewer stench off of us." Shortfang climbed onto Buddy's shoulder, pulling his hood up to keep the sun out of his eyes. "So, where to next?" He asked. Pylia turned to the group and tried to remember something. "Let's see... There's three people I want to check on, but I only know where one of them is at. He was a fellow orphan, his name is John. I believe last I remember he was adopted by someone in the craftsmen ward, which is at the castle town." Shortfang shuddered. "Okay, Shortfang will stay inside. If you need Shortfang, just shout!" Shortfang crawled into Buddy's backpack as Pylia turned to you.

"I'm sure you noticed it as we left, but we don't exactly fit in in the Castle Town. It's where the upper class live. While you and maybe Buddy might be able to pass off as wealthy travelers, I'm a bit too... Rustic, and Shortfang is a kobold. And suffice to say they have negative perceptions of kobolds." Pylia sighed deeply as she said this. "I had hoped that maybe since they expanded the temple, people would be more enlightened. But I guess as more things change, more things stay the same... Anyways I don't suspect that there'll be any trouble. Just ignore the stares."