Lyulfe
The elf's eyes were narrowed in contemplation as he stared into the flames while Silt talked. After awhile he responded in a low voice, in order to not awaken Rong and any other menacing forces that were stirring against them.
"I dislike to say this, but I do believe that they do not plan on coming back. I was not asleep during Roderik's episode, and I was able to understand some of what he said..." Lyulfe hesitated for a moment, then looked at Silt. "I feel I can place some trust in you. After this incident, I hope you understand why I am so reluctant to trust," he gave him a wry grin.
"I have the ability to understand any language, written or spoken. Yet, I was able to understand only a few words of Roderik's babbling, and not because what he was saying was incoherent. There was another force at work that was blocking my ability." He frowned and looked back at the fire.
There is more to Roderik, and Andrion, then we know. I do not think they will be coming back with the candle any time soon... The decision we have to make now is whether to return to Larry emptyhanded, or to go after Roderik and Andrion. Following them is obviously the more dangerous route, but at least we wouldn't return emptyhanded." The elf shrugged. "What do you think?" he turned and looked at Silt inquisitively.
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