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[b:uai6q581][i:uai6q581][font=garamond:uai6q581][color=indigo:uai6q581]Ssin'urn Streea picks apart a piece of carrot to see what is inside of it. Finding only a lighter color of orange in the core, she glances back up to again aknowledge Rezrk at Ail's speaking. A simple smile broadens over her dark, fine featured face with the hint of a chuckle under her breath.

"Ji dos yewl whol nindol yath, vel'bol zhah ol ilro'e xun dos yewl?"

(So you provide for this temple, what is it exactly do you provide?)

Her lilac eyes scan the room and return back to her plate.

"Xun dos mziln knan cahallin?)
(Do you also grow food?)

She tastes a bit of the carrot and smiles.
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*Linua wonders how Shippy is doing, calls softly out his name. Wondering what the puppy will break if he hears the call.*

*Ali watchs Ssin'urn as she explores the carrot, but having no reply just listens as she speaks to Rezrk. He starts to wonder if you like females better then males, perhaps though just the topic some find farming not interesting. Though most find eating needful. Setttles back abit to listen to how the goblin will reply and what language,*

*Ssin'urn with a smile, Rezrk replies in undecommon* Oh I find things that te temple needs, new musics, sometimes a lost coin or two. Farming, that is not something I do though I can pck a berry and plant a seed if nothing else of interest is going on.
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[font=garamond:3ksrx863][i:3ksrx863][b:3ksrx863][color=indigo:3ksrx863]The Drow half-heartedly listens to Rezrk's reply, appearing to be far more interested in the disecting her food. She pulls the plants apart to examine their design rather than to eat them. Having spent most of her life in the Underdark, she had not seen much of the strange foods that need sunlight and soil to grow. She glances up from her plate,

"A berry.. and a seed?"

She sets her untensels on the plate with a gentle "clank", pushing it away, and looks to Ail, waiting for him to finish his portions. [/color:3ksrx863][/size:3ksrx863][/b:3ksrx863][/i:3ksrx863][/font:3ksrx863]
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*Skippy enters the kithchen, and climbs up a table that had a few scraps on it. Whe he hears Linua calling him he barks loudly, as loudly as a brach pup could, jumps down, starts running and bashes his head in the door. *

*Pondering* Where'd that come form? *Skippy shook his head and returned to returning to Linua. Along the way, he wrecked, what seemed a rather expensive Drow made vase of a spider, an ancient looking statuete of some long lost god, and made a crack in the pillar with the peaces of the statuete, that got entanlged in the rope he almost tripped on, and completly destroyed the statuete of Eilistraee he wrecked a few episodes earlyer. Whe he came to Linua, he was tangled in ropes that had marble or rock hanging by it. A blind man with no arms or legs, and was deaf, could hear the crashing sounds, and see a trail of white balck and gray ruble that was left behind with such consideration...*

*Skippy waged his tail at the sight of Linua*
- You called?
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*Ali glances at Ssin'urn with a smile as it appears she knows little about underdark plant life, though in fairness spores of mushrooms are not generally considered seeds by those that farm, that is what they are. Berries though indeed are a rare thing. Having finished eating and watching her play with he food.*

Ka dos ph'xunor Usstan shlu'ta jous dos natha sel'is'po lu'natha berry. (If you are done I can show you a seed and a berry.)

*Rezrk' slips away when Ssin'urn looks to Ali.*

*Linua takes Skippy in her arms and starts to carefully remove the ropes and tries to calm his excitement.* You did not need to run that fast you know. Have you eaten yet?
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*Skippy wags his tail at the mention of food, and licks Linua*
- Food!!! But no carrots!! Or porige! I hate porige....[/size:1j2hcil1]
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[font=garamond:2xp5nh8g][b:2xp5nh8g][i:2xp5nh8g][color=indigo:2xp5nh8g]Ssin'urn looks back, noticing Rezrk is gone. She smiles and leans closer to Ali, lifting up from her seat and waiting for him. [/color:2xp5nh8g]
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*Linua hugs Skippy*

OK no carrots, maybe a rabbit. Come let us see what we can find.

*Ali stands becoming rather imune to yours charms. Wonders what goes on in Ssin'urn's mind.*

Ust ulu l'garden t'yin vel'klar dos ssinssrin ulu kyorl huthin. (First to the garden then where you want to see next.)
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[font=garamond:30gzbjaa][i:30gzbjaa][b:30gzbjaa][color=indigo:30gzbjaa]For a brief moment she reflects on her scarred image from the night before. Perhaps Ail can no longer feel drawn into her charms as she has ceased to use them to get what she wants. She feels very much out of her element as before and seems to want to disect more than just the vegetables on her plate. She no longer searches the faces around her for they all seem content. She observes no strife among peoples and no real competitive edge whatsoever. She wanders what do they have to aspire to? What is the point of this kind of life if there is no desire to accomplish things for themselves? Of course she knows about the plant life in the Underdark but things seem different here. There are no Drow words for berry and seed seems to have a different meaning to her. Things are confusing yet interesting. She remembers that she had hidden her true aligned nature before coming to the temple. Perhaps something has changed. Her interest in Ail seems to have changed. She feels strangely dependant on him, at least for guidence. The garden interests her because there she finds peace, that is what had drawn her to the temple in the beginning of her journey from out of the deep. She begins to feel impatient and urges him to take her.

"Usstan tlun kr'athin lu'dos inbal belbaunin dosst xan'ss. Xal udos qualla alu nin?"
(I am ready and you have given your word. May we please go now? ) [/color:30gzbjaa][/b:30gzbjaa][/i:30gzbjaa][/size:30gzbjaa][/font:30gzbjaa]
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Siyo Usstan inbal belbaunin ussta xan'ss. (Yes I have given my word.)

Ali offers you his arm to escort you from the dining toom, out into the sunlight. As the dining room was fairly well lighted, the transfromation to the burning sun should provide little discomfort, though of course the lighting changes. Walks with Ssin'urn to the gardens. A blend of beauty of flowrs and crops. Your eyes might notice again the male human and female Drow gathering some of the crop, including carrots. There is a gayity about them even as dirt collects about their hands. Perhaps Ssin'urn would consider the work that only fitting slaves, but they do not act like slaves.

Ulnin z'lonzic nind orn inbal jalbyr nau'shindcal. (Soon enough they will have another fruit.)

The comment might draw your eyes to the Drow's belly or womb. The male human bows head slightly to you or perhaps Ali as he guides you past them to a blueberry bush, of which he selects a few and offers them to you. Suspecting that you might still mistrust him, eats the first berry to show it does hm no harm. Also the offer appears to be only half of what was picked, indicating that he intends to eat the rest.

Gajak Usstan orn dryss'ho mzild whol l'ulin vel'drav Erthe chu, jhal fol shlu'ta zuch tlu plynnet vel'drav kr'athin a jala. (Later I will gather more for the future when Winter comes, but some can always be taken when ready by any.)

Ali still tries to guage you as you walk with him, that you carry poisin and the weapon promised to be returned of course a concern. But trust must be offered in order to earn trust. The temple does look indeed like there is limited striving so far. All you have seen is farming and a cook. Those that servre. And of course the circle in the Grove that stattled you out of your clothes. It is hard to know your nature. It is hard to know the true nature of any within less then a day.
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[font=garamond:9yypzd27][b:9yypzd27][i:9yypzd27][color=indigo:9yypzd27]Satisfied with Ali's response, she takes his arm and enters into the light of the sun, whiter and more brilliant than the caves and dungeons of the Underdark. To her, the scene is a whirlwind of color and movement, simular to the mushroom fields but brighter and less ominous and forboding. It is the same as she remembers as the day she arrived at the temple. She deeply inhales of rich, pure air with each step, moving up the sweet scented short turf.

Ssin'urn suddenly tightens her grip on Ali's arm as she notices grasshoppers leaping in the grass, hears the sound of cricket song and bees buzzing between the bright colored flowers. Butterflies flutter by, mourning doves call out softly in the air and squirrels dash up the trunks of trees.
Strange creatures.

By the time she reaches the area overlooking the rows of crops she has entirely forgotten any petty circumstances and the annoyances of existence. She gains a new awareness of herself and the others around her. How could these people find pleasure in work fit for slaves? She considers it must be the allure of the rich surroundings that causes them to forget their work as tedious.
Strange people.

Ssin'urn simply nods in aknowledgement to the human and Drow in passing. Her eyes notice the swelling of the Drow's belly. She quickly looks away as they approach the blueberry bush. She takes what he offers and watches him eat of the berries first. She tries one and it seems bitter at first, becoming more palatable and sweet. As Ali speaks she doesn't hear his words, she only notices the slight change of color to blue in his teeth. She carefully closes her fingers over her palm, keeping the blueberries inside.

As she walks with him she watches the little creatures of the surface world, takes in the fresh air, the burning warmth of the sun, and the colors of the scenery, most of which appears to be various shades and hues of green. She obtains a wider horizon of feeling in the open space as her lilac eyes gaze out across endless waves of green grass and wind swept leaves. Her heart races wildly within her and there is smile on her face. [/color:9yypzd27][/i:9yypzd27][/b:9yypzd27][/size:9yypzd27][/font:9yypzd27]
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OOC: yaci.

IC:

*Skippy wags his tail joyfully, and continues in his puppish manor, displaying the curiosity you would normally see in any animal*

- How long you been here? You look young.
*Big puppy eyes look up, with a midly stupid expression*
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Ssin'urn, Ali walks with you as the fields and the lands exposed to you. The fear in your clutch at the grasshoppers and the other surface creatures is noted, as is you do not run in fear of the strange sights you encounter. The notice of your smile prompts a soft voice reply*

Gaer zhah lilbh'iahin phor whol nindyn nindel lac ol. (There is joy above for those that seek it.)

Skippy Linua pats your head.

"You will learn it is impolite to ask a females age, I though assure you I am less then 300. We have been here about 50 years., at times we are forced to move sometimes we choose to move."
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OOC: I don't have a reply for this. Just think Skippy's enjoying the ride.
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