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<t>He laughed, but gave the thief an appraising look. "Ha! Point to you, rogue. I suppose life away from my homeland has made me a bit more trustiing than might be wise. Ought to know better than to turn my back on a thief, or any drow either, for that matter. Don't think for a momnet you'll be able...

<t>He laughed ruefully. "Apparently, you've never seen a dervish dance from THIS end. It's damn exhausting to keep up that kind of activity for long- rather like an extended session between the sheets with a randy wench after a hard day of travel. Not that I couldn't handle either- or both- mind you...

<t>"Ahem," interrupts the bard with a shake of his head, "What my erudite friend here is trying to say, I think, is that those who make foolish deals with demons or devils must be prepared to deal with the consequences. In other words- stupidity is universal, and often fatal."<br/> <br/> He turns to...

<t>He gulped it down quickly almost choking on the strong, heady stuff, as he was not used to taking it straight. Always before, it had been diluted with water or milk. Now it seemed to go straight to his head, making him feel slightly giddy, for he hadn’t eaten since morning, and had been swimming ...

<t>"No", he said quietly. "She said IT. And she mentioned a demon. Whatever did this- it was one creature. Something big. Barghest, maybe? Or glabrezu? Hells, could have even been a balor. In any case, we'd best be ready for anything."<br/> <br/> So saying, he pulled two daggers out of his boots, an...

<t>The young drow finally comes to a stop after the last lemure has fallen, and staggers over to lean heavily against on of the high shelves, his chest heaving, his clothes and face damp with sweat. <br/> He nods mutely as Zazzt speaks, still too fatigued from his exertions to reply. The lute stops ...

<t>"AH! And now the fun begins!" he says in a grim tone, and tosses his lute into the air, chanting a quick rhyme as he does. It hovers in mid-air, about eight feet above his head. "Play me something lively!" he says with a wave of one hand. <br/> <br/> It begins on a fast, intense tune, and he clos...

<t>He woke up in a somewhat foul mood, thanks in no small part to his companion's over-loud snores. But as he looked out the window at the sunrise, the promise of new experiences and new horizons called, making the young drow smile in spite of his restless night. He glanced over to see Talwyn sprawl...

<t>He doesn't even know what he's looking for, which makes him uneasy. And then the thief's too-casual attitude is grating on him, but he says nothing. Devils are nothing to joke about, he knows. As bad as demons, in their own way, if a bit more predictable. <br/> <br/> Cautiously, they delve deeper...

<t>He was sleeping peacefully when the hacksaw started.... Huh? he thoguht groggily, sitting up. He glanced around for the source of the gods-awful racket, and realized it was Tal. He sighed. So much for not snoring, he thought sourly, and flopped back down, holding the pillow over his suddenly too-...

<t>He arrives on foot, weary and dusty from the road; his treasured lute strung across his back, cloak blowing about in the light breeze. He has let down his hood to allow the cool air to ruffle through his long white mane, for he knows his kind are welcome here. For once, he is in a place where he ...

Indeed. As it happens, I'm on my way over there right now.

That vid-clip would be funnier if my headphones weren't F'd up and I could actually hear it....

<r>OOC: Okay, I figure this is a good point to jump back in, anyway, I'm kinda sorry I missed the discussion- I'm sure me boy has someinteresting view on this himself...<br/> <br/> IC:<br/> Lothir is lying on the rather uncomfortable little bed, eyes closed, when he realizes that it has gotten quiet...

Oh, is that all? And here I thought there was something funny going on....