Ildra stood silently once the trio stood before the council of Elders. Raegion was an arrogant one, indeed, but ultimately possessed a good spirit, she thought. It did surprise her when he spoke perfect common to Kitherit, for she had never heard him utter a word of it until that moment. Locien, cordial as always, turned his gaze on Ildra after speaking with Malith, and waited patiently for her to relay her side of the tale.<br/><br/>"Raegion may want to translate for Kith-e-rit, so she will know what is being said," she gently suggested. Ultimately, it was up to the Elders if he did so or not. "I came upon the halfling when I was gathering in the forest at dawn. She was sleeping near the river, dirty, and hungry. From what I could understand, it was discovered our blood ran in her veins, and she was threatened. She ran away, frightened." A frown marred her beautiful visage. "She said they kill halflings where she is from.." Obviously, that part upset her to no end. She did step forward and lowered her tone before she spoke further. "Look at her, Locien. She is... familiar. Her face is triggers some memory I cannot recall."<br/><br/>Startled by the latter statement, Locien's head shot up, his stare settling directly on Kitherit. "Her mother was human, I think, and tried to raise her as such," Ildra added. She did glance back toward Malith a few times, in case he needed to correct her.