"That looks fancy, wonder if it is magical." Deneve says as she reaches for the leather armour. She turns it around few times, inspecting it. "So unless we have any way of identifying this, who wants to volunteer to put this on?" She grins, quite ready to do it herself.<br/><br/>"Good day." She says as the elves arrive. "Well I don't think I'd have use for the humans, I already ate." Se has some trouble not laughing at her own wittiness, quite clearly joking. She glances at her companions to see if they have anything to say.<br/><br/>Edit:<br/>OOC: Roll bardic knowledge on the elves tribe: roll of 19 + 7 = 26