Geralt's group continued the expedition with Iorveth, giving the elf an appreciation for the combat strength of the small group. In his personal opinion, having a group of highly trained, experienced warriors who also have the capability of casting magic would rank these men among the strongest in the lands, no doubt rivaling even Nilfgaard's most elite cavalry.

However, not all was b.u.t.tercups and daisies, as Reima found out when he got back to the sound of someone shouting.

Roche "What!? Geralt you can't be serious! He's a brutal murderer who fought with Nilfgaard!" he shouts while pointing at Iorveth.

Geralt "I agree with you Roche, but is he still allied with Nilfgaard? Is he fighting against Temeria? No."

Roche grits his teeth, "All the lives he took cannot amount to nothing!"

Iorveth "It is an absolute pleasure to see you here Vernon, please, give me a reason to finish the job." he says with his arms crossed.

Geralt "You cannot claim to be innocent either Roche, the blue stripes weren't known to be the most merciful group." he growls out.

Ves "But, for what reason are you aiding him Geralt? Surely you have strength enough to not have to lower yourselves to..-to."

Iorveth "Take in Elves? Take in us who fight for equality."

Roch scoffs, "Equality? More like Elf superiority! If you were to rule you'd have all human's treated like the Eternal Fire treats mages!"

Reima walks into the courtyard with a confused expression, he raises a hand and greets them, "Yo."

Quelaag "Reima, you're back." she asks as everyone's eyes turn to him.

Reima rubs the back of his head, "Yeah... Did I miss something?"

Quelaag shakes her head, "We need you and Solaire to make a decision."

...

Reima sighs, "Alright..." He looks towards Geralt and Iorveth, "Er, mind introducing your buddy Geralt?"

Iorveth "I can speak for myself." he states prideful, "I am Iorveth, former Vrihedd Brigade officer, and current leader of one of the last splinters of the Scoia'tael."

...

Reima "The elf bandits?" he questions, confused as why this guy was even here.

Iorveth sighs, "Yes... The "Elf Bandits"." he confirms.

Reima "If you're here to ask for something or threaten us then you're sorely mistaken in your a.s.sumptions."

Geralt "That's not why he's here, he is here to seek protection for he and his men."

Quelaag "We should get Solaire, unless you wish to make this decision alone?"

Reima shrugs, turn and shouts "JOLLY!" into the distance, not long after someone else shouts "JOLLY!" back, obviously being Solaire.

Reima shouts it again with no response this time, only a lightning bolt striking the ground next to him, in its place was standing Solaire.

Solaire "Do you need something my friend?"

Reima "Yeah, you think we should let the elf join us?"

Solaire shrugs, "If it's for Jolly Cooperation then why not!?!"

...

Roche looks angry a the decision they're approaching but Reima has one condition before he'll let the elf join.

Reima "You can join us... But, you will need to drink this." he says as he presents a small vial.

Iorveth's nose wrinkles as he almost smacks it away, "And be beguiled like how Saskia was? Do you think me foolish Dh'oine?"

Reima "Relax, it's called Veritaserum... It's a truth potion, I'll prove it by drinking it with you." he says.

Iorveth "You'd have me reveal my secrets? What then? Selling me and my men to the nearest country that'll pay?"

Reima's brows furrow, "Look, this is my only condition apart from you following the rules. If you don't want to accept then you can go off int the dragon mountains and be eaten for all I care." He looks at the Elves behind Iorveth, "Though, I doubt your men would make it that far."

...

Iorveth "Fine. Give it here."

Reima "Remember, only three drops or you might die..."

...

Iorveth isn't amused by Reima, a.s.suming that his words were intended as a joke, he didn't ignore his words either as death wasn't something to be trifled with.

Reima raises his hand and causes a stone chair to appear behind Iorveth, another behind himself as he sits down in-front of the elf, "What is your name?"

Iorveth's brows furrow as his mouth begins moving, "Iornith Aen Feinal."

...

Zoltan "That's some strong stuff! Forcing his true name out like that!" he exclaims in surprise, those in the know nodding at his words.

Reima continues, "Do you intend harm to anyone in Kaer Morhen or nearby?"

Iorveth "The Blue Stripes should they give a just reason." he states.

Roche "Couldn't do me in before, what makes you think you can now?"

Iorveth looks at Roche, "For that reason alone. You've grown arrogant in your age" he says.

Roche looks as if he wants to jump the Elf, though the opportunity to listen to what could useful information was too tempting to reject.

Reima "What are your intentions towards our settlement." he asks, not really knowing what to call whatever they were currently building.

Iorveth "Either gather supplies and have my men rest before leaving, or staying and making one last attempt for equality, possibly finding Saskia in the process." he states.

Reima "Saskia?"

Iorveth "The only being I truly believe could bring about change, her beauty only being matched by her skill in battle, her ideals staunch-" he continues on praising the woman, giving Reima a good idea about the Elves intentions towards wanting to find her.

Reima "Alright, anyone got anything else they want to ask? Or is that everything?"

Geralt "What were you doing out there in the forest?"

Iorveth "Seeking refuge away from the forces that actively hunt us."

Roche "What atrocities have you committed?"

Iorveth "None. I fight to raise the Elven race above the lowly humans that'd eventually find reason to eradicate all other races, only then having themselves to fight."

Roche "Bulls.h.i.+t."

Solaire "Are you willing to partic.i.p.ate in some Jolly Cooperation?" he says, semi-sarcastically.

Iorveth "No." he states, making Reima chuckle.

Once the questioning was over Reima walks over and has the elf drink the antidote, he's quite perturbed that he actually gave his true name and was incredibly intrigued by the potion used, commenting that it'd be incredibly useful on the field.