Read the riptides and the winds, and brace yerself for the comin' storm... Learned as much when I sailed as a Yellowjacket, aye.
The wisdom of the seas has served me just as well on land. The beast tribes are a storm in the brewin', and neither the Scions nor the city–states can allow themselves to be caught unawares.
Nay, we must strike first and nip the storm in the bud. I'd start with the kobolds─I reckon they've grown a bit too big for their breeches of late.
One more thing I learned as a Yellowjacket is that yer ship is only as steady as yer crew. Before takin' on the kobolds, I've a mind to round up some new allies.
In Camp Overlook, ye'll find a crew of pirates who've given up pillagin' and plunderin', and now fly the flag of the Maelstrom.
I'd bring them onboard to fight the kobold menace, but I've a notion that an honest plea from yerself would be more convincin'. Might ye travel to Camp Overlook and speak to Commander Bloeidin in my stead? Ye'd be doin' us a great service, aye.