Unfortunately for Wyn, it was bees.  Or wasps, more specifically.  

Only half of them were able to swarm out as he opened the bag, but the effects were immediate as they assaulted him, landing all over his arms and chest, biting and stinging.  His clothing saved him from any serious damage, but they continued to attack him regardless.  

Inside the house, the Kobold wakes up, and looks up shocked and afraid as Lignum speaks to it.  It's clearly hurt very badly and seems to be confused.  It doesn't answer Lignum's questions.  

The Deck of Illusions reveals a Hobgoblin to Verakova and she feels a little catch in her chest, like it was grabbing for her attention.  There is something specific about it, but it's hard to tell what.

Wyn throws the bag to the ground in disgust. Wyn has much love for all the creatures of the forest, but not all of the creatures feel the same about him. 

Wyn then mutters under his breath, cursing his luck. Once he felt sufficiently aggrieved, he turned to Percy. "Looks like you made the right call giving me the bag.....Sounds like our friend is awake inside the house. Percy, why don't you go get some information out of him? You are the biggest and baddest in the group aren't you?" 

Having watched the big cat thus far, Wyn assumed that petting his ego, pun very much so intended, would get him to comply with the request. 

Verakova conjures the illusion of the Hobgoblin that resembles the portrait of the randomly drawn card. The creature appears before the shocked Kobold. After that she will attempt to use the event of the sudden appearance of the Hobgoblin in order to intimidate the Kobold.

"Tell us what had happened here."

Intimidation (5, 5) (If advantage is applicable)

Wellis chuckles a bit as the bees fly away after swarming Wynn.

"The battle is won, the lizards are toast, except for the one who can tell us the most,

The party is buzzing, especially Wyn, now give us some answers, or Percy shall swing"

Percy hearing the song lyrics starts to sway with the music, and on the final line instinctively actually swings his glaive in beat,  accidentally chopping the kobolds’s head clean off.  It rolls to the side and Percy stares like a cat when it notices a mosquito about. 

Shrugging his shoulders, “what? It was a good tune… and you know how jumpy Tabaxi reflexes can be…” 

Percy starts licking his weapon clean, his mind instantly on the next thing at hand.

Lignum turns to his party I don’t think this little guy understands me. I think we should leave him and carry on towards the fire, unless Percy wants to heal up a bit first.

Lignum will stand watch while the others decide what to do, he will make sure that the Kobald doesn’t get free as well.

Perception: 11

Verakova stands in front of the deceased Kobold with an expression of utter horror, then curses in undercommon.

Emilia returns from whatever she was doing, staring at the deceased Kobold lying on the ground. Her face turned to a look of confusion as she saw Verakova's reaction to the dead creature.

"Oh my, what happened to this one? Is this the bugger who wouldn't speak?"

She asked, slightly aware of what was going on through some of the voices she heard while wandering aimlessly.

"We better get moving towards that fire. There might still be some survivors that were taken prisoner by these little dragon devils. If nothing else, the ones that ran off might come back with reinforcements."

Wyn then heads outside and awaits the party's departure.

"I suppose so."

Emilia takes a breath as she heaves the dead Kobold onto her shoulders, slowly walking towards the exit after Wyn.

“Lets keep exploring the city? Who know, maybe we’ll run into this big spider that seems to have webbed everything up and brought the darkness into these streets.”

Percy heads toward the door, wondering who in the party is more adept at healing and caring for others. 

Percy walks out assuming lignum and others are following behind, and continue toward the city center. 

glaive at the ready held out in front, about 60ft down the street from the others, he yells, “come out! come out! wherever you are! We just wanna talk!” …about the fastest way to exterminate you… he thinks to himself. 

Verakova remains quiet while covering herself with her robe. Then she starts ritual casting Detect Magic as a precaution...using her magical orb like a spellcasting focus and drawing invisible marks. The spell should activate a faint magical aura around her.

"Sal kerradun lor! Let me see!"

She follows the lead of Percy, but decides to maintain a position in the middle of the marching order. She believes that rank will ensure protection from front as well as preventing hostile creatures from back-stabbing.

"Excuse me, everyone. May I please be excused for a small moment? I need to do something with this."

She gestures to the lifeless body of the interrogated kobold hoisted over her shoulders, as a small metallic glare eminated from the sleeve of her now rather dirty robes.