rolled 2, 5, 4 = 11
You ask, in no uncertain terms, what the thing is, while thanking the hunter for saving you from possible burning death. Kel responds, panting as he loads another bolt, that it's a creature of fire from the pits of the earth, dwelling beside the hot, molten rivers beneath the surface.
There are more people coming, with the rest of the hunters leading. The entire village is coming to your defense, with whatever weapons they can carry.
"I've only seen one of these once before," Kel says in between gasps of air, "It killed at least a hundred before they put it down. But that was far from here. Very far."
"Thank you," you tell him, patting him on the shoulder, being careful not to hurt him, "I'm glad you were here to help me."
He smiles, turning to the bleeding corpse to retrieve his daggers, "It's nothing. I would do the same for any others in my family."