[center][h1][color=80DEEA]Nethruel[/color][/h1][/center][hr]
Nethruel couldn't help but be amused at these turn of events. While he was expecting something along the lines of just bringing his unconscious body along until they reached their destination, he certainly was not expecting a swift end to the man's life. Not that he was complaining or anything... Well, Nethruel would have probably preferred if someone else's throat was slashed if only to not hear them talking. It was their loud antics that did get them into this mess in the first place, and it was a shame that it ended up causing a death to the fodder.

Nethruel's expression did not falter when Ironheart's head was crushed.

That aside, the Eladrin had a feeling none of them would realize that such a thing was a mistake on their parts. At the same time, he could not simply raise his own inquiries about the situation. Nethruel figured he should show off some magic, especially since they expected him to be a "Wizard," after all. And what better way to kill two birds with one stone than to show off he has a spell that allows him to Comprehend Languages?

Of course, Nethruel was not wasting a spell slot to criticize his allies. Using a fey glamor, a sprinkling of soot and salt, and a bit of Sylvan, the Warlock imitated the casting of a spell utilizing [u]Prestidigitation[/u]. He then placed his book down, walking towards the scene with his arms crossed

"[color=80DEEA]Perhaps you lot have learned your lesson? Obnoxious theatrics while on the roads will get us all killed.[/color]" Nethruel stated in Common, shaking his head. "[color=80DEEA]And before you ask, I cast a spell that allows me to speak your simpleton language.[/color]" Nethruel was aware that Comprehend Languages did not allow him to speak the language he was comprehending, but he was also aware that these fools wouldn't know the same.

"[color=80DEEA]Hurry on with your strange burial rituals. In the Gloaming Court, our dead aren't afforded that luxury. We do have time to spare, at the very least, so I don't see much harm in indulging in your customs.[/color]" Nethruel spoke as he marched along towards the unconscious goblin, making sure to avoid any brain matter on the way. 

"[color=80DEEA]I'm afraid I don't know the incantations needed to speak the languages of these little mongrels, but I can translate if needed, should we still plan to question it.[/color]"