<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/uqGUNNX.png)</div><br/>Bell snarled at herself! She really tried to get her hands on a parchment which could be of use, however, every paper-scroll she touched crumbled to dust. Tough she raised an eyebrow as the silvery harried soldier, standing nearby pulled out some sort of log. Not that one would be any wiser after reading the elvish script. Bell agreed with Ci'ona on that matter and turned to the little green skin. "Some fae have an odd idea about entertainement...such as kidnapping..orgies under star-light...erm.." It seemed like she could go on and on. "But claiming that they are always trouble, pfft..that's some silly goblin non-sense.." She added with a mischievous giggle before those dark almond eyes pierced once more through the darkness of the room.<br/><br/>"Perhaps if we were to split up, we might cover more ground?" Bell shared with the group, especially Justine who seemed to take on the role of the leader. Bell had zero interest in looking for survivors, god knows what the fae had done with the group of scouts by now. "Ciona and I could sneak upstairs while you check out the ground floor. This way we'd have better chances of finding survivors?" Lies and deceit. "Besides..If we run into trouble, I'm positive we'll succeed." She winked tantalizingly at Justine. Doubtful tough if the other was able to see it in the blackness of the room.