Torrek knew that he was not the first human to be raised with monstergirl tribes.  He'd been taught about the peace that had once been between them.  The trades, the exchanges...all that was before his time.  When he was a child, first learning the stories, he wondered why he wasn't given back, but now he would refuse it.  He'd known too many monstergirls who had been captured, never to be free again.  The humans didn't deserve to have him.  Besides, he was needed here.  Despite being human, they had still taught him as best they could, and he had shown his connection with the spirits, and his promise as a shaman.  He had strength.  Not only was he needed, he was wanted.<br/><br/>He was so wanted that Lady Cilen had not even wanted him to join the volunteer adventurers, but eventually she changed her mind.  After all, his powers of healing would be too much of a boon, something the adventurers would need.  As a precaution, she'd ordered him to lay with many of the monstergirls remaining in camp before departing, and he had, his last visit having been earlier today before making his way to the meeting.<br/><br/>He was not the first of the volunteers to arrive.  There were all kinds of monstergirls.  The first one he saw would have easily passed for an attractive young human girl were she not blue.  It took him a moment to notice that she had no feet, her body ending in a blue pool, and three bottles, filled with something, could be seen floating inside her.  Only then did he recognize her as a slime girl.  He noticed another monstergirl nearby, but was unable to identify her.  She had fur of some kind, so she was definitely one of them.  Maybe some type of wolf.  He then heard her speak and decided she must be from a far away tribe.  Celia he recognized, as the golem stood out more than Torrek did.  He didn't know much about her other than rumors that monstergirls powered her somehow.  He thought it might be some form of magic.   The last he noticed looked most like an elf.  Were there monster elf girls?  He couldn't remember hearing anything about that.  Still, she had something different to her.  Maybe she was an elder in her tribe.<br/><br/>He listened carefully as Lady Cilen spoke, attempting to understand the situation being briefed and then gave them a choice of which course to take.  He thought the elders would make those decisions.  He stayed quiet through most of the discussion, silently agreeing that the slave caravan was more straightforward.  He was surprised that the monsterelf also agreed.  He would have thought she'd prefer negotiation.  He did speak up when she proposed making the caravan members into a community somewhere.<strong>"Humans can't be trusted unless they are raised as one of us.  Otherwise they are dangerous.  Only exposure to the spirits from childhood takes the evil away."</strong>