A faint flicker of surprise crosses Wrathion's face. It's usually such an uphill battle to get people to take him seriously, to listen to him, that being so openly asked for advice catches him off guard.

He frowns in thought, considering the question as his eyes dart back to the doorway.

"We need to find out as much as we can, quickly and quietly. If their patron is due to visit, we also need to be prepared. Many of our group have already met this undead lord, if he recognises us then I doubt it will end quietly and peacefully. Being ready for a fight is good, but we may equally need to be ready to run if this whole village is on his side."