"The thundering giant voice said, “Their arrival is imminent.”" Ink translates.

Making sure he's not within the circle, "Imminent? How?" Ink looks at Harshnag, "Do any of the other barbarian tribes know of this temple?" 

Crownsguard considers Ink’s earlier statement for a moment and raises a hand, “May I request an answer to a question? I do not desire to waste questions if you require answers however.”

"I think it's fair that everyone get a question," replies Ink. "We still have that crevice to the north to explore - if we use up our questions for the day, we can go exploring the rest of the day, and return here in the morning." 

Time spent in the Eye of Annam: 14 minutes

Harshnag shrugs at Ink’s question. “It’s possible...the Great Worm Tribe would consider this their territory, but territories are fluid among the Uthgardt.”

"I have no questions for this, someone else can have mine."

Ink steps into the circle and asks, "The Ordning is broken; how can the Ordning be restored?" 

Marav turns to Harshnag... "Great worm tribe? Great worm as in dragon?"

Time spent in the Eye of Annam: 15 minutes

When Ink asks his question, the second lamp is blown out by a supernatural wind, and the voice thunders back in giantish:
“Only the All-Father can restore the ordning! It was broken to rouse his children from their complacency, and the path to restoration is unclear.”

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Marav turns to Harshnag... "Great worm tribe? Great worm as in dragon?"

Harshnag furrows his white brow, as if in consideration. "I would think the worm refers an animal, possibly whatever creature made their cavern. Like a purple worm or remorhaz."

// You can make an Intelligence (History) check to see how much you know about the Great Worm Tribe. //

Knowledge History: 7

History 15

"I have my own theories on the oracles answer, for good or ill we best be ready for trouble"

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History 16 

Rip knows that the Uthgardt of the Great Worm Tribe are notoriously reclusive, at least these past few decades. It is odd that they would send a raiding party to a giant temple.

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Knowledge History: 7

 Marav has only recently heard of the Great Worm Tribe, being the individuals that attacked you upon your arrival here.

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Time spent in the Eye of Annam: 15 minutes

When Ink asks his question, the second lamp is blown out by a supernatural wind, and the voice thunders back in giantish:
“Only the All-Father can restore the ordning! It was broken to rouse his children from their complacency, and the path to restoration is unclear.”

 "What path should be taken in order to help us and Harshnag soothe the ravaging of the giants upon all the peoples of Faerun and thus show the All-Father that the Ordning should be restored?" Ink asks, apparently trying to get as many questions and concepts in one go.

The third light blows out in a great gust, and the thundering voice answers again in giantish,“Find a magic conch of the storm giant king, Hekaton. Use it to visit Hekaton’s court. Root out the evil therein.”

Guess Crownsguard is up next. He steps up and steels (ha) himself, “What are the existences and locations of any other Netherese constructs similar in nature to my own design?”

Ink steps out of the circle and asks both Harshnag and Eigeron, "Magic Conch of the storm giant king, Hekaton? Either of you ever heard of that? What about where this court is? Does it have a name?... Harshnag, weren't you talking about Hekaton the other night?" 

Ink has just realized he's been speaking giant and also that no one's been able to understand what the All-Father's circle was saying. He translates for the rest of the party.

Ink comments after hearing Crownsguard's question, "Sorry, Flint, I'm taking your place..."

After hearing the Circle's response (in giantish) to Crownsguard's question, Ink steps back in and asks, "How de we procure " a magic conch of the storm giant king, Hekaton?"

He turns to Flint and says, "Sorry, Flint, you and I can perhaps come back tomorrow to ask more questions. Last question goes to Harshnag...."

Then looking at Crownsguard, but still talking to Flint, "And the gods know I had many personal questions I wanted to ask about, but put aside for the mission." 

Crownsguard ignores this and waits for his answer.

Flint nods to ink "ah don't know that ah had any questions ta ask, an ah don't know that Moradin would approve ta begin with. "