Barker was quitely seething inside but he had to maintain appearances. Like Tremlin, he too believed in Elven superiority as the Elves still had someone of a higher race among them.
These outsiders were heathens and mutts who did not know their place. He had heard rumors that the elf in that motley crew of strays had Draconic blood in their veins but was more inclined to believe that they had been conned.
That was the more believable option. However, he simply maintained his smile and remarked
"I'm so sorry young heroes but your tales are very hard to believe. An influx of souls like that would require the power of gods, something rarely seen nowadays. Most Gods have fallen into slumber, their apostles disappearing into the annals of history, gone and forgotten."
Rachel frowned at the Elders words. She could sense the malice hidden deeply in her words. However before she could say anything. Lily chimed in with a cold angry tone of her own.
