Poolit again clicked her teeth and shook her head slightly as Nirael spoke to her.  He realized that she might be smart for a kobold, but was likely not as bright as the average man or elf.  Further the kobold language was a very simple version of draconic and he may have used words that were too advanced for her.  But she did seem to get the gist of it and responded,<strong>“Poolit sent away.  Can not go back.  Purple elf will kill Poolit.  This is not good for me.  But worse would be to go back to tribe.  Killing me better than going back to tribe.  But Poolit know nothing of above world.  Escape to where?  That idea is rotten egg shell.”</strong><br/><br/>There were a little issues with translation, but the idea of a ‘rotten egg shell’ obviously sounded bad.  So it seemed that she wasn’t promising she wouldn’t escape, but that she had no reason to do so.  That she came here expecting to die and hadn’t given thought to even trying to escape.  The matriarch considered his words, and if Anju had a problem with them, she was schooled enough to not react.  Not a hint of her muscles flexing, not a movement of her staff, nothing.  The other guards seemed to react more to the idea of letting the Kobold live then Anju or the Matriarch did.<br/><br/>The Matriarch spoke softly to Nirael, though surely loud enough that the other elves, with their keen hearing, could make out the words.<strong>“It is not that simple.  In our village if there is a person at fault, they make restitution to the wronged.  If a crime is severe enough, they are banished.  That is the extent of our law.  We have no jail, no prison, no where to hold this …”  </strong>She paused and looked at Poolit, Nirael sensed that the Matriarch was holding back any derision in her voice and staying diplomatic,<strong>“This digger.  Were we not to give it a swift and merciful death, the only other option would be banishment.  Though I fear that would be far less kind a fate.  Because while I rule my people, I can not control them.  There would be those who would seek her out in the forests beyond our borders and make her pay for the death her people have brought to us.  Those elven people would not be kind or merciful I fear.”</strong><br/><br/>Anju sighed and shifted then.  The Matriarch looked at the druidess and bade her speak,<strong>“I hate the diggers as much as any other here Raihna Nameer.  But they are a natural part of our world, and it is true that this one has done nothing to harm our people that we know of.  Not directly at least.  If you grant me leave from guarding him,”  </strong>She gestured towards Nirael,<strong>“and two rangers to share duty with, we could hold her for a little while.  Though I’ll not have my home turned into a prison for long, a few days would not be too unbearable.  But only because he thinks she might have information.   Since her language is largely unknown to our people, he’d have to be the one to interrogate the prisoner.”</strong><br/><br/>The matriarch turned to Nirael and asked,<strong>“Answer honestly, do you have the time to devote to such an endeavor?  Because we can not hold her forever, if you think she might have information we can use, we can do this.  But otherwise it may just be best to put the beast down.”</strong><br/>