ooc: I just remembered this whole "winner gets the loser" -rule. Ah, well, hmm.
IC:
A hint of irritation, quickly surpressed, finds its way into her expression as she listens to Quertus' suggestion. Some of his thoughts have merit, but he's taking too much for granted. A dangerous habit, if allowed to continue unchecked. Narcelia's thoughts mirror her own and she smiles in approval at her daughter. Carcelon, perceptive as always, has seen to the heart of the matter. While Ki'Willis had allowed herself to dwell too deeply on the future she had failed to consider the potential value of those Dwarves, a foolish oversight in light of their current predicament. A note of anger, mostly at her own failure, rings in her cold voice.
We can hardly afford to be encumbered with untrained slaves in our destination. Only a creature of extreme honour and greater stupidity would allow itself to be bound so easily. I doubt those dregs are part of that exclusive club, paladins are quite rare in these parts of the world.
We can afford even less to needlesly make enemies here. We have nothing to gain by antagonizing Horlbar Steelshadow, and enslaving his servants trough magical compulsion would certainly risk offending him greatly. Dwarves have a strong sense of loyalty and would not lightly abandon one of their own. We must allow noone to doubt the legitimacy of our actions if we are to take them as our slaves. The slightest doubt could provoke a diplomatic incident.
We are in some need of gold, though, and dwarven loyalty could work in our favour. The fools are cursed with sentimentality and will likely pay a high price to regain their lost cousins. Xas, that will put us well on our way of regaining our position.
Dark amusement glints in her eyes as she smiles cruelly.
Dariel, you seem eager enough. Do as you wish, but leave the fools alive.