The stench of burning slime was almost overpowering, as being directly underneath and involved in burning of the carrion crawler, he got the full force of the stench.   Tilos got up on to his hands and knees and commenced to heave up what little content he had in his stomach, over the remains of the bugbear that the crawler had left.  He glanced down the cave after wiping his mouth with the back of his hand noting the small figure and the tall one in the back.   He still didn’t know what to make of them, and it looks like that it was up to him to somehow defeat them and bring whatever treasure that they have back to the dragon.   Really,  he was spent and still recuperating from the night of drinking,  if he appeared meek and played along with them and if they accept him as a fellow adventurer, he may be able to stir them to their demise as along as that damn goblin doesn't interfere.    As he thought on it,  he knew that wouldn't be the case.