Immersive Ink

Tass slips in through one of the broken windows, quick as you like, and joins the back of the party as they march past the Reverend and through the archway adjacent to the dais.

But, just as everything is about to work out well, Flin addresses the Reverend....

The ref decides to hand-wave Tass entering the main hall through a window, in order to get the band together again.

Meanwhile... how will the Reverend react to Flin?

He is already suspicious of the party (other than Raislin), and has a dim view of dwarfs in general and those present here on site in particular.
On the other hand, Flin's existence has been "excused" somewhat by Raislin, and he merely asks for a few words.

But is the fact that he speaks at all simply too offensive?

Let us see:
2d6=3. Oops....

It takes everything I have not to shout Seize the Heretic at Flin.

"Ah, please don't pay any mind to our...interpreter" says Wraislin with greatly forced amicability as his eyes blaze with magical fury at Flin, "he forgets his station."

He places himself strategically between the Reverend and the dwarf.

"Now, if you would be so kind, my friend"

The Reverend is clearly offended by Flin's interjection, but thankfully Raislin intercedes before the situation can escalate and, as a result, the whole party manages to pass through the main hall without a single drop of blood spilled...

Very good. Let's allow Raislin to diffuse the situation, which otherwise could easily descend into a pointless and time consuming combat. Instead let's push on!

The party leaves the main hall behind, and passes into a cool, dim, stone passageway behind the main hall. The corridor is almost 10ft wide, and continues ahead for about 50ft before turning left. Before that, there is another open archway on the right-hand-side of the passage, leading into a daylit chamber...

What next? I presume Thanis is in front... Raislin and Tass are now at the rear.

Once we are alone, Flin turns to the rest of the party to apologize.
"My apologies my friends, for the McNavish people have stolen something that belongs to me. Something which I must get back as soon as possible".
He hangs his head slowly.
"But perhaps, that was not a good time to ask. I must not let my emotions overthrow the task at hand".

Flin's secret quest is not so secret

Tass skips along next to Wraislin prattling on "Boy was that guy mad at Flin, are you sure we shouldn't go back and see what he wanted to do him? I mean maybe you'd learn a new trick."

Goldwen glances over at Flin and shakes her head, "I wasn't aware of this quest, Flin. What have the McNavish stolen?"

Wraislin bestows upon Tass a grin, which might be amused or...impressed?