You easily find yourself at the foot of two more pocket lizards, although both of these seem less talkative. For a while, both of them refuse to approach you, but then they do, perhaps a bit curious about what you're doing here.
"I am Qualoth, the smoke," says the first. Her voice is rich and merry.
The next one speaks, although his voice seems sullen and sulky. "I am Dari, the Molten."
You give your now-memorized introduction and tell them you've already met Jylor and Jyzath. Dari snorts when he hears you call her the second-in-command. "I would be the leader," he says bitterly, "but Veryoth is rarer than I am. Therefore, he leads."
"That's not true and you know it!" Qualoth snaps.
She softens as she turns to you, a bit upset at what Dari has said. "Don't mind him, he's not alway like this. It's just been hard lately. Anyway, would you like to meet our leader?" She points her snout down to a small area where you can make out a bit of blue. "We can introduce you to him."
Dari rolls his eyes. "Yes, we could."
Before you can make up your mind, Dari says, "If you keep headed straight, you'll find that the beach connects to some kind of field or pasture or some such. There is also a place where you may visit the ocean. But that is a bit farther up as well."
