He finished the basic examination, before turning to the youngest one. Their position, while modest uncomfortable, wasn't too bad considering they could see the rack, iron maiden, thumb screws, hot irons, and other implements that any torture worth the title would consider basic. "What are you doing in my lands? Depending on your answer, I might be willing to let one of you go to ensure more trespasses do not occur."<br/><br/>He also tried to recall what the hobgoblins had asked for in war concubines, women taken in combat for whore duties, and if elves had been on them. He doubted it, they usually preferred their own type, meaning he probably wouldn't have to send one of these innocents to serve them.