She smirks and shakes her head. "Well, yes, that's part of it... but she<em>is</em>a werewolf, and a fairly powerful one, from what I can tell, and Drellin's Ferry just simply doesn't have the facilities to hold something like her. If nothing else, you can secure her, and maybe see about... helping with her problem?"<br/><br/>She leads him back outside, to the house they're using as a cover for the portal. Maura, Daminor, and Vorela are standing watch there, while a young, frail-looking human woman lies in bed, dressed in one of Maura's dresses, her discarded, dirty rag of a dress tossed aside. "Draiss, good to see you," the elf says, smiling, as Daminor nods. "I assume Avi told you all about this?"