The goblin's eyes narrow, and she looks at you more closely now... something seems to be setting her off.<br/><br/>"If deal with elf runs outs, then why should I signs deals with faerie?" The priestess has calmed herself now, and seems to be planning something. "You get things you wants, so just leaves me and my followers be. We handle elfs our selfs."<br/><br/>She gives you a wicked, toothy smile, and motions with her nose towards the bones.<br/><br/>"Bones right there, take and fulfills your contract. You not need to worry about silly little elf much longer than that..." The chuckle that comes out of her lips is downright bone-chilling now. "We also has good friends. Maybe we get elf blamed for town-guard death... kills two longshanks with one stones, yes? Perfect sport for winter court..."