Elven, pointed ears perked up at the brushing sound of the tribesmen shuffling to their feet. Evyrless turned to view the offcomers, steadily rising to her feet as they spoke in their wild tongue. The suspicion of her hosts, despite backing down, raised her interest. She had promised not to meddle, but she wondered... "Well met," she said to break the sudden silence and stepped forward. Once in full view of the men, her expression grew inquisitive as she spoke, "Na ui xav xuvox, u xa ht vu xovix."

[hider=Sylvan]"If you don't mind my curiosity, do you have a past with them?"[/hider]