"If you assumed we were with the traffickers you would be wrong. We are actually looking for a man who went missing looking for deathroot for his ailing child. If my assumption is right, these traffickers are likely to be the same who took the man we are looking for. If there is any way you could help us find them it would be greatly appreciated." Mathias responded to the elf who had come from a thicket of bushes. It was lucky that the elves had been here to help with the wolves even if they could have taken the wolves on themselves. The chance encounter could have slowed down the group and make it more likely that they would find the man dead instead of being alive. Mathias looked around at the dead wolves with the realization that he hadn't killed one. He was hoping to at least be able to kill one wolf before the other dealt with them.

The wolves were a grim reminder to Mathias that he always had to be on edge. Mathias couldn't die without finding out whether or not her sister is alive. Even as far away from the city as they were, Mathias could see the White Spire. It was the only place where Mathias could hope to find information on Marianne. He was the only surviving member of his family as far as he knew and would not let himself die before he found out where she is. Mathias turned back towards the elf which had come from the bushes and waited for the elf's answer.