As soon as her new orc friend had said that water was just okay even though ale would have been better, and good thing too since she didn't have any ale on her person, Dreya had started rooting around for her water canteen, bringing it forward and handing it over to the towering orc facing her.

His lewd suggestion didn't go past her...even a blind, deaf cleric would have understood THAT.  Cocking her head to the side, she replies, [Language unknown: "Ie ri atre...to...misti o ver n o nt entul ndble strfo pe shetheive?  Sianll evri chenno ilnead ngit?  Ni!  Ee T ouho macandwhpe!  Eini for tobe oureaunde eeom iouun ec ss ortiouera t tainun diivac io poloek str ame eauie all rireeese les romerstic.  M icri u ientpl wilresres!"]  Thrusting the water canteen into his hands, she gestures toward the crypt the other orcs are still toiling away at with a jab of one thumb in their direction.  [Language unknown: "Laolla out com and lar?" ]

As she hears footsteps draw near behind her, she quickly glances over her shoulder, a huge grin of relief crossing her fair features at the sight of the well armored cleric striding up.  "Hey, Simply Elwood!  You wouldn't happen to have any ale on you, would you?"

The orc notices Elwood approaching and looks crestfallen.  No nymph fun tonight.  However, his ears perk up when Dreya says [Language unknown: eriepo]

[Language unknown: "Anyousare, ce ie?  I menol omoson!"]

The orc quickly walks over to Dreya and Elwood, smacking its lips and starting to drool a little.

Dreya roots around for some of her pre enchanted goodberries, handing a couple over. [Language unknown: "Roth ou th ee enul tr?"]

Then she glances at the cleric. "Still asking about the work."

Jack accepts the coins from Seline, willing to try anything, but skeptical about bribing orcs. He waits cautiously to see what transpires with Dreya and Elwood before choosing a course of action, torn between coins for bribing and arrows for skewering.

The orc grabs the goodberries and mashes them into its mouth.  Its eyes begin to gleam in a very Snarg-like way.

[Language unknown: "U, eente es, eeil ur conomeome.  Titha il reaerseau io ivewi pare, trlewi som plneeedi eetees, unpril vir iveameoul m se elnisi chivfi.   Out mo ch ceckno.  Reushent lo es oeratienc pawial il ad er.  A ons tail re mentinset ektrwhwa antbe tima reatennd t u ro tiois wasconthu.  Chst, t pl al al us p narosi oftili?  Beeear eies was us thu."]

Anthony keeps a low profile, out of sight, listening to this whole business silently, waiting for a sign that it's safe to come out.

Dreya moved to almost pass over another berry, but before dropping it into the orc's large palm, she asks, [Language unknown: "Ei u etil horut rut un?"]

Elwood whispers to Dreya "I don't have any ale, but I have some iron rations if they want."

Dreya looks perplexed as she looks up at the taller human.  "What are iron rations?" she whispers.

But then she shakes her head, though the perplexed look never leaves her face. "You can tell me later." Then turning back to her new friend, she smiled at him. [Language unknown: "Io ec a atinc t werthuati."]

[Language unknown: "Hisioumen i areavebut.  Wer Ndanio'inei Ionpreoul us Hidist leseauera er u evevha in caprpo.  Etch us urele u ll eiwiti diil Hiwe eiev loast icwice."]

The orc cups both of his hands and waits for Dreya to pay up.

Dreya turns to beam a huge smile up at the cleric beside her, and practically squeals.  "I got us in!  And all we have to do is pay in berries."  Dreya take the pouch of previously enchanted berries and upends it into the orc's cupped hands.  This was fantastic!  She could always make more magic berries later!  "Kobolds have a benevolent society?  That is who the work on the crypt is for.  Anyway, let's go, Simply Elwood, let's go!"

As the last berry plops into the orc's hands, she gestures toward the crypt and addresses the orc.  [Language unknown: "Eve onsmo, ilpaha!"]

The orc looks suspiciously over his shoulder at the tomb, then hides the berries with his torso as he quickly gobbles them down.  His eyes roll up into his head for a moment as he lets out a contented groan.

[Language unknown: "Ic, ustio.  Ersyiners hou beplad.  Nd, forterthi metrpr m iveev e anto wer ill inte, mever be tho seel resoerive tersa en wildinore mi hathishas se erlire.  Undortour eiretras unheri leti esssut os."]

The orc turns back to the crypt and waves Dreya and Elwood forward.  [Language unknown: "Redca e n!"]

The orc leads the way toward the crypt's entrance.
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Still perplexed by the entire conversation that just occurred,  Simply Elwood simply followed Dreya, mentally noting where all the orcs are.

As he follows Dreya, Elwood turns back to the others and says "Dreya appears got us inside without any hassle."

Smiling excitedly as she follows her new orc friend, she waves over to where she knows the others are hiding with a 'come this way' gesture eagerly.

Is everyone going to follow Dreya and Elwood to their cruel deaths?  Err, I mean, is everyone marching to victory with Dreya and Elwood?

Seline nervously comes out from her hiding spot and begins to walk up to Dreya and Elwood hoping to just blend in like she has always been there

Anthony, openly reluctant, follows Seline...

Jack follows along with the others, more than a little skeptical about following orcs paid with berries. When there is a free moment, he returns the coins to Seline saying "Well I guess we found a cheaper alternative."

After several moments of quiet contemplation, he adds quietly "We'll probably all pay a higher price in blood soon enough."

Seline gladly taking the coins back mentally counts them as she places them back in her pocket more out of habit and profession then a lack of trust for her companion. She replies back to him in low volume as to not be overheard by the orcs "While I do hope you are wrong Jack, my gut is telling me that this will not end well. Hopefully with these orcs being dressed as simple laborers they wont put up much fight and after a few heads are knocked in we will be free to pass."

The orc does a double-take when he sees the rest of the party fall in behind Dreya and Elwood, but he licks the last of the berry juice off his fingers and rolls with it.  He leads the party into the crypt.

The interior is different from your last visit.  All of the walls around the sarcophagus have been stripped.  Orcs are busy at work installing new needle traps and recreating the wall façade.  All of the workers turn to stare as the party enters.

The orc who led you in says, [Language unknown: "Inthatiou hatovedin antrta il.  Plheet wh."]  The other orcs stare for a moment longer, then get back to work, ignoring you completely.

The orc turns to Dreya, says, [Language unknown: "Ut peat pe somhatbut of, nocamo no"], then heads back outside to grab the supplies he was after in the first place.

Dreya's head tilts as she watches her new orc friend walk back out the crypt to resume his toils. "I think he called me Berry Lips. Huh..." Then with a shrug, she turns and leads everyone on further into the depths of the crypt.

Looking very unhappy about this strange turn of events, Anthony nevertheless follows and keeps his thoughts to himself until the party is well out of earshot of the orcs...

Seline looking around "That worked suprisingly better than I expected it to. Lets take a few moments to look around and try to memorize the traps, then head on in"