Jakton scratches his nose and spits into the sewage floating by. "All I know is that it smells worse burnt than it did alive. Good work lass. Now lets get out of here before I lose whatever is left of my sense of smell." 

(So you're all headed back out of the sewers?)

Gylbard tosses the carcass to Alfred, then takes his helmet off and slides back the mail coif underneath.

"Well need that for proof, and whatever else the inquisition wants. You lead jakton, Ill take the rear"

Jakton nods to Gylbard and begins to led the group back out of the sewer and to fresher air. He stays alert and his eyes dart back and forth in the dim light. "Lets hope those fiends were the only things down here." 

Perception: 8

Edit: (Made a mistake looking at character sheets. I should not have a +5 on my Perception roll.)

Perceptions: 7

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Jakton nods to Gylbard and begins to led the group back out of the sewer and to fresher air. He stays alert and his eyes dart back and forth in the dim light. "Lets hope those fiends were the only things down here." 

Perception: 10

Edit: (Made a mistake looking at character sheets. I should not have a +5 on my Perception roll.)

Perceptions: 13

As you lead your way back to the surface, you note that you don't hear the kobold's crying anymore as you approach the ladder back to the surface.

"Shall I check on the Kobold, Ser?"

Hearing a grieving individual no longer speak was not a good sign. Somewhere inside her, she was worried about that one. 

"She's right, we should," says Xanni, hurrying to join Lamb. "Let's go!"

Alfred visibly retches as the dead imp lands in his arms, but holds onto the body nonetheless. His hand comes up to squeeze his nasal passages shut to avoid some of the stench as the travel along, and those watching can see his discomfort from the way he holds out the limp corpse in front of him slightly. He eyes Lamb as if to push the body onto her, but sighs instead, resigning himself to carrying it.

"By the golden thrones glory, this stinks!" He curses loudly. When the others mention the Kobold, he rolls his eyes a bit. "Sure, check on the little dragonling, see if it's still breathing, and then let's leave this place. I can scarcely breathe down here."

Jakton nods to the lad. "The sooner we are out of here the better. I am sure that the kobold is simply moving the corpses of his friends, but rather be safe than sorry. I don't think the Inquisition would be too happy if we left some other baddies down here when we could have done something about it." 

"agreed" and with no other words Gylbard returns to where they left the lizard

The kobold is gathering the remaining bodies of kobolds and any recognizable features to the side of the room. He notices your return, and weakly smiles to you all. "Welcome back...did...did you find the ones responsible?" There's a spark of hope as the kobold seeks closure upon revenge for his friends.

Jakton nods and points to the charred corpse in Alfred's hands, "Aye. That we did. We wanted to check in on ya and tell ya that the job is done. Do ya need some help..moving them?" 

The kobold wipes at his dried tears, "No, no...clan will come soon...but, did you find any other kobold? Me go through bodies but...one friend is missing..."

Jakton looks in surprise at the kobold, "Nah. We didn't see another living thing except for the fiend here. Sorry."