"We were expected to have brought back a crate or two full of crystals, not a surface-dweller," the spokesman replied, matter of fact as another of the new group of tall ones resume its onslaught of angry words. The argument continued for another minute of so before the angry tall folk stormed off, back into the house the group had emerged from.<br/><br/>The spokesman turn to Elli with apologetic eyes. "I am sorry, as you know the situation is a stressful one; the lives of those we care for are on the line. Naturally getting the crates might have been the smartest thing to do, at least that is what he argued." He sighed. "I suspect though that your plan will solve a number of problems in the long run. I don't trust the word of a Drow any further than I can throw one, if they were all killed that would definitely be the end of it."<br/><br/>After having taken notice of the wounds of one of their returning members, the leader of the short ones Elli had first encountered in the unused sewer was led off into the house for treatment by another of the others that had emerged from the house. The spokesman beckoned for the Elli and the female tall folk of their group to follow them. "This is not only one of the manors in the town, mine is further in surrounded by my own direct servants. We will discuss our plan further at length there...unless you had a better idea of how to proceed from here?"