For a long while she moves in silence, weighing her words but also considering this human beside her. Twenty-seven, so frail as all of the beastmen were, yet so intent on his goals. The last is not something that one sees so strongly in many humans, and Lauralana found herself not minding so much the conversation with the much younger man.<br/><br/>"In nearly a thousand years my good Prince, the orcs, ogres, nor the Gnolls have shown a sign of even the basic civility." The elf turns again to lay her full gaze upon him. "If they had I assure you the Elves would have been the first to help nurture such ..qualities. Those races are amongst the most troublesome, keeps us from our home the most."