Ell was comparing Korbin to Greagoir in his own mind. Greagoir would not have bothered with questions or hearing her out, in his opinion. The old Knight-Commander would have marched in, ordered her executed, and returned to his chambers before the blade even fell. He had pushed so hard for the Rite during the chaos of the Blight--Ellion still didn't rightly know how the mage Warden had changed his mind. Korbin, on the other hand, was much more level headed, seemingly by necessity. There had been couriers from the castle almost weekly, and while a minor officer like Ellion was not privy to the details of the communication he still heard his superiors griping about the new king's deep interest in mage rights.<br/><br/>Korbin scowled at the scrolls she'd handed over, inspecting them closely. His expression changed, from exhausted indignation to one Ellion couldn't read as readily. A new one. If the Corporal had to guess, he would call it fear. He looked back up at the woman in her cell. "You must be deadly certain of this. These spells--I've never seen their like. And I mean no insult to you when I say a mage of your caliber could not have contrived them." He looked down at the scrolls again and shook his head. "No mage from this side of the Veil could have created these."<br/><br/>He turned and held them out to Halwell. "Take these to Irving--and<i>only</i>Irving. If anyone but the First Enchanter sees them it will be on your neck." Halwell saluted sharply, then took the scrolls and turned to hustle back up the tunnel as swiftly as he could. Korbin turned back to her, scowling deeply. "And now there's you," he muttered. "You came yourself, you warned us yourself. You could have sent a courier or something else, someone who would raise less suspicion, but you came yourself. I am inclined to believe that it means you're telling the truth... and may have been before.<br/><br/>"Be that as it may there are many in this tower who remember Isabella's rampage. Many who would take it to the Divine herself if it was made known that I let you go. So what would you have me do? What's next on your plan, assuming you have one at all?"