He shook his head. "No, the murders, or at least one of them, was the work of a large bandit group. Twelve bandits, no insignias or uniforms, all human, took a small elven village. Killed the twenty or so males, children, adult, all of them, and took the seven females for their pleasures. I dealt with them, but... never mind, it is not my place to advise you on policy or what to do with the attacks. By your leave? I will get one of the nearby Fae on softening her up, and will TRY to make a report on the progress before I leave the city some time tomorrow."<br/><br/>He glanced at the drow, before frowning, and then picking her up. He waited until they were away from the lord, before softly speaking, barely loud enough for him to hear, but he knew dragons had superior senses. "Can you glamour us to prevent anyone from being TOO curious about her? Don't need the problems she will give us."