Devaguea physically placed himself in front of Torak, his eyes blazing. "Torak, son of Torak. I am ordering you to stand down. Yes, they insulted you, and yes, I will learn who their lord or lady is so they can answer for their underlings insults, but attacking them now for it will simply cause all the local fae to become hostile to us. Because right or wrong, it will be the fae against the outsiders at that point, and they won't care why we attacked. We will have enough problems dealing with the bandits. Hostile fae beside that might very well make it impossible for us to succeed.<br/><br/>However, you now have my permission to avoid meeting with the fae again. Walk away from them, I will take care of ensuring they respect your decision. One way or another."<br/><br/>Once Torak had calmed enough to not charge the fae, he turned to the druid, and gestured for him to follow a short way from the others. "What would be a good gift, and what would be a good gift to give for the insult to Torak?"