((I'm sorry, I've started a response to this like three times...))
The thri'kreen guard looks over them briefly before speaking in their own language to another of the guards who leaves for a few minutes only to return with another which appears very old, leaning heavily on a staff and missing its lower right arm. Thrik motions to this newcomer and says, "Clk Clk. This one has seen thirty summers. Clk Clk. Is among our eldest. Clk Clk."
The elder thri'kreen examined each item, its antennae tracing over the surface of each artifact. It turns to the guard speaking in its language as Thrik translates, "Clk Clk. She says these are good. Clk Clk. Seems quite excited. Clk Clk." a quick look at the elderly thri'kreen seems more bored... or perhaps hungry? She buzzes at the guard before starting back towards the pyramid. The thri'kreen you have been travelling with all seem to relax, "Clk Clk. She says to welcome you as guests and to welcome you to the temple. Clk Clk. But walk lightly, this sacred ground. Clk Clk. Most don't trust outsiders. Clk Clk. You wanted to see legend of Clapkecloske yes? Clk Clk."
As you are taken towards the pyramid Thrik informs you that you are welcome to explore around the ruined city if you'd like but that you should take a member of his clutch as translators. He says there are Thri'kreen weaponmakers, a nest where you could rest or eat (he almost seems to drool as he mentions dried wurm jerky), you can join him towards the pyramid, or try and find some of those few Thri'kreen that practice magic like Thrik.
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