Boots and claws scrape at the ledge. A kobold hauls himself over the lip, orange scales dusted gray with mine grit, pack straps cutting across his chest.
Rukalog Coalrun
You. Dragon. Was that mountain-shaking yours?
Rukalog steadies himself, gold eyes darting from Isaru to Jorren and Talimaryl. His pick and lamp jostle at his belt, ready but not raised.
Rukalog Coalrun
I come from below, and the stone never moves like that for nothing. If you broke something sealed, say so plainly.
Jorren
He is not here for the oath-stone. He sounds like a miner with a deadline.
Talimaryl shifts aside, giving the kobold room. The rune-line at their feet holds steady, the mountain quiet but watchful.
Isaru
...Yes?
Rukalog blinks, then points one claw toward the cliff below, urgency cutting through his caution.
Rukalog Coalrun
Good. Then you can help me get back down. There is a tunnel under this peak, and something in it has started to answer.
✓ Quest Accepted
Silence the intruder
✓ Quest Accepted
Keep the mountain's awakening secret