Smart grunts in agreement, patting her robe down to get rid of the dust that had accumulated during the battle. "We should keep a look out for whoever leads these cultists. I don't think it's the dragon itself. That would be too debasing."

She turns to Linan and Cuth. "Humans, lead us to the keep with the most direct route. We'll be ashes before long if the flying monster returns."

The wizard picks up the unconscious kobold she was carrying before battle and follows the group.

Heiboros searches the rest of the cultists, if he finds more of the Jade dragons he will hand them out, "These may help us avoid combat with future cultists." He keeps the gold, however. 

"Tch. One would hope, but...." Balasar pauses for a second to rub at his chin for a second or two before waving a hand dismissively. "Worth a try, at least. But seeing as they hadn't even hesitated seeing a couple of scaled ones in this party, don't put your faith fully in such a thing." He warns before making ready to move on once more, flanking the mother should she take Smart's advice about leading the effort in reaching the keep. 

"Yes, please lets get a move on."

Heboros heads out, shortsword ready. 

Zenfis follows.