"We need more people" allen said after another pause, "but we need to act in secret", he added, "I can't see a way through everything yet".

Garnet sat on the floor where he fell and just stared, "what problem is that kanga?" He asked without noticing the glares he got from the other Kobolds.

"I don't think you should know that actually", Allen said and saw his face drop.

"Don't drown me Kanga" Garnet said, "that's murky stuff to say", looking around him, "I'm already shanked for talking about the other stuff where Players can undetstand me", sounding upset, "so don't drown me now"

"Don't worry", Allen said, "Kanga" he added after a pause, "I won't let you hang" at which garnet looked to the rimgs in the ceiling and gulped.

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The words took time to register and then Garnet jumped "hey don't loft me", he said in obvious distress "I ain't no Kanga", he then added meekly "my name is Jovial".

Putting the strange words away for later Allen got back toto the subject, it seemed strange to him that the other Kobolds just listened without saying anything or reacting in any way until he considered their relationship with him, being a god to a whole people was strange and he didn't want to think about the inplications for now.

"If you don't want to drown" Allen used Garnet's words, "then you need to be quiet while we plan" he finshed and the Feral nodded.

"Our goal should be to cure the Feral plague", Allen said and saw the elder's eyes sparkle in interest, "There are three problems we need to overcome", they nodded absently "the language is the easiest and hardest problem to solve", he had to think hard about the next few sentences, "we will have to trust Jovial with some very dangerous details", he paused "not everything" before adding, "but some truths".

"You can trust me Kanga" Jovial chimed quietly.