Gently, which was likely a shock to Tellara, he leaned down and picked up the elf, leaning her against a rocky outcropping, and offering her a drink from the large waterskin. It was almost icy cold, and fresh, oh so very fresh.<i> "You tell her. She need know. Or you want deny her of knowing her fate?"</i>He asked the female troll.  One arm wrapped about the elf's shoulders to help hold her up while giving her water...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>