She chuckles. "My, quite to the point, aren't you?" She offers them a glass of wine, pouring one for herself, at the least. "Yes, it's a bit of a story..." she begins, relating the longer version of their plight.<br/><br/>The basic summary is that they arrived in this valley, which they claim was once an ancestral home of the elves, with the buildings here, and elsewhere in the valley as evidence. While they once controlled a fairly large section on the valley, they've since been driven back to this small corner, by the other invaders; when they arrived, only the gnolls had established anything here, first, and they weren't attacking; the two co-existed for a number of years, before the other races emerged. Since then, they've been at each other's throats, for the most part, though it's spiked into an open conflict in the last month or so.