Yelling from Lyssa alerts lizard to the party. They yall at each other a bit before dropping a gold. It seems heavy bags are too much to run with. However, they don't drop their muskets. Bouth of them run to fide behind a building. One diapering behind the wall completely while other keeps their head poked out and observing two ladies Infront the mist.<br/><br/>She eyes the party carefully and struggles to open her musket. Clearly unsure about them but ready for a bout.