Their determination sprouted curiosity within the mind of the elf. With her gaze in the distant hazy horizon saw the landmark Linan had appointed-- a structure akin to a stronghold untouched amidst the chaos. She could not set her eyes on the dragon. Trear gave her colleagues a questioning look and addressed Linan and Cuth again. Of course her emotions had enveloped her. The story this man and woman had told clearly reflected a past that Trear refused to remember. Her only way to forget was to not allow others feel the same way she had. "Our objective is to save whomever we can. If that means bringing you to the stronghold, it is our duty to ensure that your safety is assured." She turned to the others yet again. "Unless any of you object the carriage master's orders?" Her voice whistling taunt.