He waggled his hand back and forth, still working on the glamour, though he was going to stop after this attempt, rather than drive himself into the ground or run late. He did, however, wait to answer until he released the glamour attempt. "Maybe. Would you care to come along? Having a bona fide Fae there might keep them from trying something stupid, unless they really mean to issue a challenge. And if they are planning treachery, I am immune to poisons and diseases, so they will have to use pointy things, and I am fairly good at dodging them. Usually. I intend to eschew the alcohol, however."<br/><br/>If Elwyrr didn't want to go, he would invite Meridia, since she would likely enjoy the chance to prove, at least to herself, that she was, in fact, superior to the poor mortals.