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Salty pulls his knives & sneaks toward the secret door. He stops to listen at it before looking for the opening mechanism. Once found, he checks the frame and catch for traps. If there's none, he opens the door, moving behind it so only his head is exposed. He takes a peek inside.

let's just have a quick snoop east, eh? Salty says.

A good idea Salty grins at Twig.

He said if we go back to his cave, we won'tbe his friends sny more. I don't really want to kill him, Uzzy, but you make a good point.

I'll lead the way, Tholdy.

He wasn't happy that we killed his guards and I got more scared than when Sheriff Blummit caught me snatching knickers from Maid Sally's clothes line. I remembered a tale great aunt Wimbette told me as a lad, so I blew some smoke up the lizards behind He offered me a pick of his horde. I thought it...

Salty huffs and puffs his way back to the others. His face is almost as white as the dragon scale he carries.

He"s very nice, the halfling gasps, almost toppling as he tries to wipe sweat from his brow, a real gentle dragon. He's also very big. We should probably leave him alone for a while.

Stifling a shiver, Salty heads onward.

Salty, a knife in each hand, sneaks ahead into the tunnel as listens carefully.

Salty grins at Tholdy and nods. If the wild men have a small one-handed weapon, he takes it before sneaking off after Twig.

Salty presses the attack.

Salty lunges at wild man.