Garsot's sentiment reflected his friend's as to the tests, he could sense displeasure coming off her towards the elves' intrusive ways. "I'm with you there," he uttered back to her, "I'm not sure I completely buy the claim that the suspicious behavior is necessary and I was not planning to discuss my past over our meal. What good would knowledge of our origins do for the mage? I have a feeling there is something off about that one." He spoke quietly in an attempt to keep the elves from being alerted to his suspicions via their enhanced sense of hearing.<br/><br/>The feeling of mistrust would continue to plague him as the two of them later found themselves sitting at a grand table in the main dining hall of the village, a wide range of foods positioned in front of them; meats from various game, fresh fruits and vegetables, wines and ales spread about. It was plentiful as well as savory, speaking much on the elves skill in cuisine. They offered the new arrivals to feed until they were satisfied as there was plenty enough for the village as they did not each much themselves. The feast had been much more lighthearted than the events that had taken place earlier, as chatter and laughter filled the air from anecdotes spoken from various elves.<br/><br/>During the entire time Garsot had been enjoying the meal, he could not help but every so often see out of the corner of his eye that the mage had been keeping a constant focus on him and Alleo from the far end of the table. She barely touched any of the food that had been placed in front of her, only occasionally sipping from the glass of ale that was gripped in her hands. He could swear that he heard chanting whispers coming from her that seemed like she was right at his ear. The words that played around his head were soft, barely loud enough to be considered a whisper but distinctive enough to not be confused with his own thoughts or any background noise.<br/><br/>As this went on, he noticed that the other elves would often shoot prying looks their way as well. Garsot, at first trying to ignore it, finally let it hit his breaking point as he shot up from his seat and slammed his fist onto the table with a force that knocked over the glasses and bottles about the table, causing their hosts to become silent.<br/><br/>"Enough of this!" His voice was slightly less than a yell as he looked about the group who were now peering through him. "I appreciate you letting us stay in your village and offering us food and shelter, but the constant look of prying suspicion and intrusive tests have been wearing away at us. You," he pointed at Gylil as she had not broken her stare, "You have been toying with my head since the start of the meal and I demand to know what your reason is."<br/><br/>The gravity of seriousness that carried his voice was enough to let the elves know that he was not taking this matter the least bit lightly. Cu'on, having been seated near the mage during the feast, put his hand as he began to spoke, "I do humbly apologize," he began earnestly, "we have not been completely honest with you during your stay here." The rest of the elves had decided this was a matter left between the small party of the guests, Cu'on, and Gylil, and took their leave from the hall. Once they had gone, the two remaining elves decided to come clean with their situation.<br/><br/>"We, in fact, do know the location of the slavers. Rather, I should say, we know of the location that they can be found at," Gylil reached into the dark robes she had been wearing and pulled out a folded piece of parchment, opening it to reveal what looked to be an image of a map on one side. "When the search party went out to try and find an encampment of theirs, they found this where the trail had ended at," she slid the map over to Garsot who looked at it, unsure of what he was supposed to be looking for exactly.<br/><br/>"And," the usually polite simian had found himself to be almost entirely without patience at that moment.<br/><br/>"On the map you can see several markings that are placed about the region," Cu'on continued off of what the mage had began to point out, "we assume these to be different elven camps that they either invaded or will try to invade. This line here was marked by our search party as the trail they followed before disappearing here." He showed the various markings that had been on the map as he explained. "But then on the back of this map it mentions the name 'Knolt', which is the name of a mountain range far to the north from the edge of the forest. We believe that this is where they must be located, somewhere in those mountains."<br/><br/>"Are you trying to ask us to help you find it?" Garsot had assumed that this was the reason behind the disclosure of this information to them.<br/><br/>"Not quite," stated the elf as he sat up straight in his seat. "We had planned to at some point venture out ourselves to see what we can discover, but we are still not ready to do so. We do not want to risk leaving the village undermanned."<br/><br/>This proved to confuse Garsot even more as it did not explain why they had acted towards them in the manner they had been doing all night. "So what does this have to do with us, the tests, the constant staring?"<br/><br/>Gylil cleared her throat and began to explain, "Well you see, when you first arrived outside of the village, the guards could sense there was something off about the two of you. This suspicion grew more as you first brought into my hut. You may have noticed the many runes that were carved in and around it as you came in. Those runes are incantations that are connected with the energy of this planet that I mentioned all creatures from here possess. They are meant to glow when strangers of the one who carved them are presently around them. When you passed them, they should have illuminated brightly, which did not happen. That was the key that told me you were not of this world. This map," she placed a fist sized stone covered in the same sort of markings that were carved into her hut, "is also not of this world." This showed to be true as the runes did not glow as they were meant to do so. "What's more, when I used the spell to try and identify its location, the same spell I had recently placed you two under, the aura that surrounded the map did acted the same way as it did with you. Of course, being a map, it was unable to utter a name, so the spell had to be performed somewhat differently, but it would not have been enough to cause a false reading. Even so, I repeated the spell several times to make sure."<br/><br/>Garsot had a faint idea where the mage was going with this, but did not want to say anything as he felt it was much too coincidental.<br/><br/>"From my gatherings on this, it could be possible that you two, along with this map, have connecting origins."