Two dozen?  That was a fair number... and they attacked quite efficiently by the sound of things, tactically sound.  But to capture and blackmail a group into doing such a deed... have they no honor?  Made Elli want to turn her nose up at them in disgust... but right now that might have just let the smell get further down her nostrils.  What concerned her more was the abomination he spoke of... a drow mating with a spider?  That would be the largest problem, Elli figured...<br/><br/>"...So we have six or so hours, before the hour's walk?" Elli said, to clarify as she thought things over "I need to know how many of you there are that aren't captured; I cannot fight them alone, but I can certainly lead your people to victory over them.  In order to do so, I need to know how many of you there are, where the hostages are, the lay of the city, and the most tactically advantageous areas around your home.  If your people can handle the two dozen or whatever the number may be, I can ensure that the abomination is taken care of... so tell me what you can and gather your people; we will be leaving to reclaim your home soon."