Elariel couldn't have been more pleased by Tae'loren's response. He had assumed that their purpose was to slay Illidan and purged the Fel power. She watched as the others in her group realised that he still didn't know the extent of what they were doing. Even though it meant that they were less convinced of their ability to directly help them to complete their own goal, they knew that he could be a key in their failure or success. As someone who has hunted Illidan he would have priceless insight into his compound and his behaviours, perhaps even into the source and sustenance of his abilities. As an ally he could prove to be a powerful source of information. And when they were finished with their own mission they would have no qualms with him destroying Illidan. If they let him go, however, they would risk him killing Illidan before they got the information they needed. Killing him would prevent this, but could they really kill someone who could help them so much?<br/><br/>Elariel chose to ignore the fact that he so boldly stated that he could have killed her; she would let him think that. Even though she knew he was powerful, she had been underestimated for her entire life. As annoying as it was, it had its benefits. She watched with interest as the others mulled over their decision. She knew that Tiern and Aidyn were on her side and that was good. She also knew it would be difficult to truly bring Roe'nor and Neras to her cause. It was Solarius that would help her win this situation, and from the way he was glaring at Tae'loren, he was viewing the hunter as a threat.<br/><br/>"We also want to destroy the undead scourge and the Fel," Elariel acknowledged with a nod of her head to her companions and her captive. Her golden grey hair fell slightly from her braid to cover her forehead. She smiled at the males. "We also should consider the fact that achieving our ends would be better done sooner rather than later... How many more can we save if we stop this blight now?"<br/><br/>Elariel didn't need to say more; the thought of the people that would suffer if they delayed their purpose weighed heavily on her and her colleagues. They had lost so many of their kind already that there was a sense of desolation overtaking the Elves. Being long lived and slow to breed, their numbers were always precariously balanced. With the sacking of Silvermoon they were now even more so. They knew it would take decades and decades to start replenishing their flagging population, so the best solution was to prevent as much loss as possible. They also knew that they were ill equipped to face the threat to their kind at that stage; Illidan's power could help, but they knew they couldn't call on him. It was why the group had been formed; why they were set to study Illidan's power in hopes to replicate it and destroy Arthas' hideous legacy.<br/><br/>"So, are we going to vote or are we going to continue this discussion for the next decade?" Aidyn asked, breaking through the pensive silence. "I'm starving," he added by way of explanation.<br/><br/>"I think we could be of assistance to each other," Tiern said with a respectful nod to Tae'loren.<br/><br/>"Despite your skill at skinning, I think you are too much of a risk to us," Roe'nor said firmly, keeping his chin high and his gaze uwaveringly arrogant. Elariel wanted to punch him.<br/><br/>"We just don't have the resources to sustain you," Neras' response was, on the surface, somewhat apologetic, but Elariel could see through it. She had a strong suspicion that the others could to. With Roe'nor speaking the extreme of their perspective, Neras was able to come across as slightly more neutral, yet still maintain his core position.<br/><br/>"Hawkstrider shit!" Aidyn laughed, "We've lost three members of our group and we managed to support them. I doubt the Hunter eats that much... Plus, we need to change something if we are to succeed."<br/><br/>"You know where I stand. We'd be foolish to not accept this opportunity," Elariel looked at her colleagues with all of the conviction she felt for the situation.<br/><br/>Knowing that there was one more opinion to be spoken, they turned to Solarius.<br/><br/>"I don't like the idea of harboring one of his kind," Solarius said, his nose upturned as he eyes Tae'loren with distaste, "However we have reached a point of stagnation. I say we try this new method, and if it doesn't work we'll have to cut him loose."<br/><br/>The group looked at each other. Elariel could see the anger smoldering in the space between her and Roe'nor and Neras. They were annoyed that she had managed to bring the others around, frustrated that it had come to this.<br/><br/>"Neras and I will add more wards to the area. Tae'loren, please know that we are far more skilled than you have anticipated. The only way you'll get out of here is with our permission," Roe'nor informed Tae'loren with a growl before getting to his feet and storming out of the barn. Neras followed without a glance in their direction.<br/><br/>"Well, that was enough tension for one day," Aidyn got to his feet and yawned and stretched. "Elariel, will you do us the honour of burning our dinner to a black crisp while Tiern and I clean up the mess he left?"<br/><br/>"I'll burn you," Elariel sneered with a glare and a playful flick of magical fire in Aidyn's direction.<br/><br/>"So, you want to play with fire, young one?" Aidyn said in a voice of mock wisdom as he walked away, sending a shower of harmless sparks over his shoulder. With a wave of her hand and a laugh Elariel dismissed them. Tiern shook his head as he walked to the bloody mess in the corner of the barn.<br/><br/>"That meat should be ready now, yes?" She asked looking at Tae'loren with a bright smile. She got to her feet and stretched her limbs as Aidyn had.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>