!y15cQl1vv6 05/17/11(Tue)04:09 No.14955211|
Sighing loudly in their direction, you hang your head and chuckle. The Drow cease their eating and turn in your direction, as you express your regret for the whole situation. Indeed, it might have been avoided had Dricree had been less rude to your person the first time you had met. Asking if they too regret the situation, Haeliira responds instantly.
"With respect, oh Exalted Master, I'm going to kill you the first chance I get. Actually, no. I'll torture you until you beg me to kill you. And then keep you around as a house pet. I'll even let my other servants ride you around."
Laughing heartily, you grin as she winces in pain. You doubt that she'll ever get the chance, but when she does, well, that will be a day to remember. Discussing how to send word to her Clan members that she is fine, the Drow angrily rips an amulet from her neck and passes it to you. As you pull it by the chain, examining it, the matriarch tells you of its workings. The gem set within the amulet pulses like on of your Orbs as you caress it, and grasping it with your hand, you feel the thoughts of another ripple through its form. Winking at her, you activate the gem with a thought, as you have done so many times. But it's different this time. Rather than feeling the thoughts of another, you sense a buffer between your two minds. Thinking of what to say, you force the 'matriarch's' message onto the buffer, and feel the other pull at it. The response comes back quickly, asking where you are. Responding yet again, you order the other to inform 'your' subjects of your disappearance only if asked, and explain the existence of Mooncrown, and 'your' daughters victory within it. Sensing the congratulatory response, you also inform the other of your staying at Mooncrown for the near future, painting a clear picture of the technologies it possesses. Technologies that may allow the Torana Clan to return to the Underdark at large.