Marrok smiles at Callise, nodding. "I'm glad you see things my way," he replies as he steps inside with her. Seeing their foes well guarded and even bound broadens his smile - it was a sign of good initiative. "Saraphina! I come bearing gifts! Or, well, the two you asked for. Through luck and the skill of one of my own; both fox and elf have been acquired with nary a scratch."<br/><br/>Marrok grinned toothily, then cast his gaze in the direction of Goldie - and the new pillow pile nearby. He raised an eyebrow at the new bulge in her gut, as well as the unnaturally spherical nature of it, but a quick look around revealed everyone save for one of the orcs was still present. From there it was easy to figure out whom Goldie had ate.<span style="font-style: italic">Serves her right</span>, he thought.<span style="font-style: italic">Hopefully that'll make negotiations easier, too...</span><br/><br/>"So, what did I miss..?"