[center][color=lightgray][h3]Zaz'ak[/h3][/color][/center][hr][hr][center]0/6 [color=lightgray]Stress[/color] || 0/9 [color=lightgray]Wicked XP[/color] || 0/3 [color=lightgray]Reckless XP[/color] || 1/2 [color=lightgray]Dark Hearts[/color][/center]

With a bark the kobold fell backwards, and scrambled away from Darc as the slime assumed an intimidating appearance.
Zaz'ak was frightened by the sudden change and immediately distanced himself from his companion, but accidentally bumped into the drow who suddenly appeared from out of nowhere.

Almost immediately Zaz'ak recognized the dark skinned elf as the illustrious Phardax which illicited an odd noise from the Kobold's maw almost sounding like laughter, and as Zaz'ak stood he gave Phardax a toothy grin. He knew the Drow Phardax the Ebon quite well from the accounts of his many confidante's within the old master's dungeon, and especially knew how valuable the elf could prove as an ally in their shared goal of succeeding where their original master failed.

[color=lightgray]"Beg your pardon,"[/color] the Kobold bowed his head slightly in apology for bumping into Phardax, but momentarily turned back to the slime Darc to answer his question [color=lightgray]"I meant it would be ideal to establish a more covert holding but now that I think about it your idea sounds better."[/color] with that Zaz'ak returned his gaze back to the Drow [color=lightgray]"Yes working together will benefit everyone in the long-term"[/color] Zaz'ak nodded in agreement  to Phardax's words.