Zaer scowled as Kayla shouted at him. Who the hell did she think she was? Were it not for the fact that they were locked in their cells, he would put her in her place. Only the runes on the walls, floor and ceiling kept the room and door from smoldering into ash. "And what good would telling you that do? You have no way of confirming my words. They could easily be a lie, or you might doubt the truth, even if I spoke it to you. So why don't you quit wasting time and tell me your idea!"<br/><br/>His attention turned to the Light elf. At least she seemed able to keep a level head in this situation. He looked surprised when she mentioned that she was a priestess. While her words didn't tell him much of what had actually happened to her, it seemed that these two were working to avoid some sort of great calamity. While he heard the light elf working on something in her cell and moving around out of sight, he took the time to weigh his options. He could remain silent, and just wait until they were desperate enough to share their plan. But that would probably take too long. Finally, he let out a slow sigh.<br/><br/>"You want to know the reason behind my arrest? Well, I can't tell you what it is, because there is no good reason. I'm in here simply because of my heritage. About six months ago, I was passing through the area nearby, when I met up with a large group of Storm elves out training. They caught sight of me, and attacked for no reason. I simply defended myself, and they eventually overwhelmed me since I wasn't trying to kill them. Just because I'm from the tribe of fire doesn't mean I kill without good reason. Then they threw me in here without the decency of even having any sort of trial." He glared at the Storm elf. "So whether you choose to believe me or not, that's why I'm in here. I'm no rapist spy, or assassin. I'm simply a wandering mercenary who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time."