Leana shoots Hindle a dirty look.
Vermin? Look who's talking now... In the dim light of the cellar, the air thick with the scent of decay, the young woman kneels down on the cold, damp floor. Her eyes, accustomed to the gloom, quickly find the two rats stumbling unsteadily over a half-empty bottle of an unidentified liquid.
With a deep breath, the druid reaches out with her innate connection to nature, channeling her magic to bridge the gap between her consciousness and the minds of the rodents. Her voice, calm and soothing, takes on a strange quality as she starts to talk in their language. For the inept listener, it may sound like a lot of clicking and sucking teeth as she says:
"Greetings, little ones. I seek your aid. This place is dangerous for you and your brethren. Can you tell me what you know of this cellar?"
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