The High Elf is playing with his mug, pretending to be deeply focused on it, finally he takes a sip while listening to the two brutes not sitting far from him "Don't be foolish, you cannot master a troll by strength alone, you must set an ambush, use traps, stealth and magic. Although since I do not think Nords know anything about the latter, I am willing to aid you, although it comes with a price... And it won't be cheap" He said in a strong, controlling yet charming voice, allowing his tone and sharp wit to strengthen his words, give them precision and make them land on the opponents mind, like a charm, whilst still looking at his mug without even blinking, pretending not to care. "Who says ignorance is bliss, it'll provoke their curiosity, draw them in to accept the offer. In the end, more coin for me" he thought, letting a delicate yet hidden smile run through his lips.