Azarel went over to Relina  and stays her hand by placing his own upon her wrist<strong>"Stay your hand. Their leader stole what we came for and we need him alive. Considering he abandoned... Lasrie was it? Considering that he was abandoned theres no loyalty towards him anymore I'd wager."</strong>The mage said simply. The best way to get things going is to earn the mages trust and for the moment he paid no heed to the growls hidden by cloth that were humored by the illusion. For the moment he smiled and then says to Lasrie<strong>"You are a lucky man fellow mage, because I feel generous and you have knowledge I'd care to possess I'd wager. No doubt your fellow leader left for his hideaway yes? Tell me all of what you know of it. Numbers, defenses and locations, the lot."</strong><br/><br/>Azarel was impressed that he managed to see through it. He looked down at the mage as he then says to the one under the sheets.<strong>"Do forgive the hesitation I feel in immediately setting you free when I don't know whom or what I deal with under such find cloths. So if you would for a moment further to indulge me with answering truthfully that I'll consider indulging your request in turn."</strong>Which would bring him to the subject of the illusion<strong>"Logically, simple greed and pent up lusts ruled their motives. I simply exploited it by using my own exploits for inspiration in the latter. Though it was a touch humorous to see them pretend to fuck a thistle bush."</strong>