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Post by Rumerin on Jun 3, 2004 8:35:56 GMT -5
Dos ph' ichl zhaunus d' dosstan lu' ol orn tlu dosst karliik. L' Yathrinen orn'la inbau natha yentil d' jivvin doeb d' nindel lentan pholor dosst jindurn.
*He glares at the laughing Drow*
Lueth vel'bol zhah xusst xuil dos? Xunus l' Orbb Valsharess da'urzotreth dos tu'fyr l' da'uren? Usstan talinth dos zhal'la vrine'winith jiala'in saph natha Sakphul. Ol zhah brane'.
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Post by Barath'Daubre on Jun 3, 2004 18:13:34 GMT -5
*The laughing drow throws back his head and howls with laughter now, causing the other drow to edge away. They had all been unusally far away from him at first - not enough to draw notice, but it had been there. He begins speaking, in common this time, causing the drow that seem seems to be the leader to scowl, but say nothing.*
I'm sorry, but you slud'ou, with your endless banter....let's cut the word dance?
*He doubles over snickering at some joke only he seems to get. His eyes have an unfocused look, as though he were staring far away.*
What brings you here?
*He begins snickering again.*
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Post by Rumerin on Jun 3, 2004 18:31:10 GMT -5
*He glares at the laughing Drow, then turns back to the leader*
Ol kluthak ves waele ulu uns'aa ulu plynn biu viggtu reztorm. Elgg ukta p'los uk silara dos jal ulu sreen. Izil whol ukt erg'les, Usstan nym'uerus bauth dosst lotha her'tan lu' ssinssrinil ulu inbal natha lor.
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Post by Barath'Daubre on Jun 3, 2004 18:48:01 GMT -5
*The laughing drow, between giggles, barks a harsh word, and darkness, spotted with flickering points of light, envelops the lead drow. When it clears, all that remains is a bloody stain on the floor. The first drow looks at it and giggles, before speaking again in common.*
Insane? You don't know the half of it.
*He giggles again as the Prymael turns to him and opens the eye on his chest, basking the insane drow in an antimagic field. The Prymael growls at him.*
You were told to kill no one.
*The drow begins rolling on the floor, laughing. Something about that statement ticked something in him.*
"I didn't kill him. He's safe in my head. I'll bring him out once he's learned manners."
*The Prymael snarls again, when all of a sudden, a drow woman walks out of the shadows.*
Children.
*She sneers at them before turning to the newcomer.*
Xun naut shar nindolen waeles. Usstan tlun Malsilia. Doer xuil uns'aa.
*She chants a few words of prayer, and a hole in the air opens behind her.*
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Post by Rumerin on Jun 4, 2004 2:57:40 GMT -5
*He merely raises an eyebrow at what happens, then bows to the Drow woman*
Xas Jabbress.
*He follows when she goes*
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Post by Barath'Daubre on Jun 5, 2004 15:26:31 GMT -5
*The portal exits in a room, lavishly furnished and covered in decorations with a very powerful spider motiff. Malsilia gestures for the new drow to sit. It doesn't appear to be a request.*
Vel'bol isintol xun dos inbal wun l' Her'tan?
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Post by Rumerin on Jun 5, 2004 15:47:59 GMT -5
*He sits down, apparently admiring the decorations but not commenting on them*
Usstan tlun natha shebali Ilythiiri, Jabbress. Usstan nym'uerus d' nindol lotha k'lar. Maglust zhah - maglust.
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Post by Barath'Daubre on Jun 5, 2004 15:51:15 GMT -5
*She smiles, though it is without warmth. Still, she does seem to be pleased.*
Mzil d' mina ph' roo'laren. Nindol k'lar zhah natha delmah whol mina. Ele xunus dos doera a roo'lar Ilythiiri?
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Post by Rumerin on Jun 5, 2004 16:00:05 GMT -5
*He shrugs and speaks matter-of-factly*
Ussta Qu'ellar zhahus gareth, drill l' Ilharess zhahus biu mal'ai. Il zhahus elggen whol ol, lu' udossta Qu'ellar sila've harl. Usstan inbalus ulu sevir xor tlu elggen.
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Post by Barath'Daubre on Jun 5, 2004 16:07:22 GMT -5
*Her expression doesn't waver, and her voice is too matter of fact.*
Natha statha rivvin wund l' l' Ilythiiri xuil udossa. Ol kluthak nindel vel'drav natha qu'ellar rein, l' Her'tan ku'lamen. D' heen, nindel zhah ka dos ph' ikkask l' aster.
*Unsaid, but definatly implied, is that his life will be short if she decides he isn't.*
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Post by Rumerin on Jun 5, 2004 16:13:52 GMT -5
Usstan inbal nau sanrr ulu ulnar. Ol zhahus naut Usstan vel'uss zhahus yibin.
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Post by Barath'Daubre on Jun 5, 2004 16:16:41 GMT -5
*Again, her expression does not change.*
Natha bwael an'yui. Vel'bol equidain xun dos inbal ulu gultah l' Her'tan?
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Post by Rumerin on Jun 5, 2004 16:25:54 GMT -5
Usstan tlun natha shebali lu' natha m'elzar. Usstan shlu'ta mziln mir ussta ehmtu wun natha malar.
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Post by Barath'Daubre on Jun 6, 2004 13:18:39 GMT -5
*Nothing on her face indicates whether or not this news pleases her.*
Xun dos inbal natha kaas, shebali?
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Post by Rumerin on Jun 6, 2004 13:34:43 GMT -5
*He nods*
Nindel orn'la tlu Pher'zl d'lil Qu'ellar Zur'an, Jabbress.
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