Devaguea blinked at the skull, before tilting his head to the side, and then looking out to the northeast, toward a 'nearby' island in the lake. He glanced back, before smirking slightly as he recognized the creature from Beladame's description of the will-o-wisps. "...Lizardfolk spirit, huh? Looks more like a certain kind of undead spirit that infest a nearby island."<br/><br/>He glanced back to the chieftain. "If the spirit... 'guardian' does anything, my guardian gets to join in as well. This is between leaders, not spirits."<br/><br/>The dragon looked at Ska'bas as he switched to common. "Chosen of the light, if that... thing interferes, feel free to join in."<br/><br/>He moved around to stand near his own party, and settled into a ready stance as he spoke again in draconic. "So, we gonna start? Or you gonna keep jabbering like a smooth skin? You certainly seem to be showing as much courage as one. Claiming to be ready to fight, yet you keep talking instead of fighting. Almost like you are... scared. Unblooded one."<br/><br/>Bluff 22 (+12)<br/>ready action (move 40ft up when fight starts)