Attempt 1, floor 1: First try! Good luck! Don't die too fast

[Anastasia]

The impudent kobold is beheaded and split asunder! As it's lifeblood stains the black floor, the survivors...

"Stop!" One cries in fear, "We'll give you nice things! Just stop!"

Even admit as a torn apart kobold make sa nice fountain of red, they remainder begs for mercy!

[Carthrat]

"Hah! That's good to hear," snarls Tchaener, holding a deadly stone in his sling, ready to fire. "Ease off, Corwin- they're ready to mend their ways! But keep a sharp eye!"

[Corwin]

Corwin turns to look at the dwarf, asking uncertainly, "Evil? Slay?"

[Carthrat]

"If they attack us, they are truly evil in the sight of all!" bellows Tchaener. "But if they pay us reperations, then that is a definate step to good!"

[Corwin]

Corwin nods firmly, and slams the wooden shaft of his bardiche on the ground, holding it up with one hand.

[Anastasia]

"We'll give you nice things," One of the two remaining dagger kobolds drops his dagger, falling to his knees in front of Corwin. "Just don't hurt me any more! Sektor, bring them the shinies!" One of the sling shot kobolds quails in terror, going deep into one of the tiny huts.

[Carthrat]

"Do you possess a black or white stone?" barks Tchaener. "What else lurks in this fetid place?"

[Anastasia]

"White stone! White stone!" One of the slingshotters calls, "It's past the mean faceless men! Over there!" Pointing to the far side of the huts, a door leading on can be seen, a little recess with a wide, tugpull door. "But the river's full of hurties and the men hurt you even worse!"

Meanwhile another comes out, holding three glass bottles - one of light blue, one of red, and one of dark purple.

[Dracos]

Aesop moves, but remains out of sight as he can, trying to keep tabs on them if they renegade.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

"What are these liquids?" snaps Tchaener. "And what is it that these men can do?"

[Anastasia]

"Blue one makes you feel better, red one makes you really stron gagainst scary flames, and purple one maeks you really sick!" So it's blurted out by the holder, as he meekly offers them to Tsch.

"They say weird words when you try and get across the river and they really hurt you or do weird things! River hurts, too!"

[Carthrat]

"Flames.. wizards? Do wizards lurk across there?" asks Tchaener, frowning. "Do they set you on fire?"

[Anastasia]

"They do bad thigns - you fall asleep or if they touch your thing rots off or other weird things! Scary!" The kobolds are retreating intot hier huts, hiding.

[Carthrat]

"How many?" asks Tchaener, in frustration. "Just one? Two?"

[Anastasia]

"Four! Four! They're all scary!" This is the last thing they say before fully getting intot he huts, quivering in fear deep in the shadows therein.