Nameless kept quiet most of the day, though what the party could hear was him arguing with his familiar as the pseudodragon flit from one side of the trial to the other, chasing bugs and smaller animals like rabbits and squirrels. The smaller animals were also taunted with his telepathy, as he tried to live up to his assumed name.<br/><br/>Once in sight of the town, the tiefling looked around, before nodding. "Right, so full of traitors or spies, I think you said?"