Ildra frowned while Kitherit continued to talk. Some it she could not decipher, while some it she could. One word in particular stood out. "Keel?" They kill the halflings? How could any race do something so horrendous? Halflings were regarded were the same respect as a full blood in the Elven community, as long as they did not present a threat.<br/><br/>She was racking her mind, trying to think of what else to convert from her native tongue into common when Malith rose to his feet and presented hands to each of them. She placed hers with and stood, then released and straightened her cloak. A thought did occur to her.<br/><br/>"Malith, before we take her to speak with the Elders, she may want to freshen herself." The better she appeared, the more willing the Elders would be to take council. Elves did have their vanity, you know. "A change of clothing and some water to wash her face and hands?" She looked to be close to Ildra's own size, so procuring clothing would not be an issue.<br/>