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<blockquote data-quote="Aristoi" data-source="post: 2507960" data-attributes="member: 32975"><p><strong>Crimson Menagerie: Act 2</strong></p><p></p><p>"You cou-ou-ould be right," Adama stuttered out. He blinked in what appeared to be frustration and shook it off, his nostrils flaring. "I am Adama, of Cormyr. Where are you from?" </p><p></p><p>"Pandemonium," Elim replied simply. It wasn't where he was most-recently from but it was where he had been born. "'A different Realm from Toril." </p><p></p><p>"You are of the Githyanki?" S'lanneneth asked curiously, timidly from where he crouched. </p><p></p><p>Elim turned and his eyes became cold white slits, making the other crouch away with a whimper. "You do not know enough not to offer insult knowingly, changeling; I will not slay you for that. I am not a G'thyanki," he pronounced it in the ancient form, "I am G'th-zerai." </p><p></p><p>"Hey!" Adama called, stepping between them and protecting the shrinking S'lanneneth. A huge mistake should the other choose to press an issue, though of them Elim thought Kilmor far more likely to attack, considering his people's philosophies. "I don't care wha-a-at you are," he told Elim sharply, holding his weapon firmly but keepiing in a non-threatening position, "but it's true we must esca-a-ape. We must rely on one another to get out of here. From there on, we may part company. Agreed?" he asked, turning to all three of them were in his field of vision and were addressed equally. </p><p></p><p>Elim saw it for what it was and technically agreed with it, the ploy was good to escape and there would be great strength in such an alliance. He would even allow Adama to lead them for he himself had no such charisma. </p><p></p><p>He readied himself to attack the Yak, should he prove a dissenter. </p><p></p><p>"Agreed," came the surprising rumble from the massive bovinoid. "It is a good idea. I will follow for now. I am called Kilmor." </p><p></p><p>"A-agreed," S'lanneneth spoke up and emerged from his hole a little more, standing upright slowly, as if unused to it. "I am S'lanneneth but you can call me S'lann. I am unsure what I am." </p><p></p><p>"You are Fey'ri," Elim replied, having recognized the rare breed years ago. "The offspring of a demon and an elf, though I believe the breeding of a Drow and a lower demon, if I have it arights." </p><p></p><p>"I was wondering," S'lann murmured, thoughfully. "I was often brought into the presence of Drow visitors and commanded to take Drow shape and wear huge chains and a collar. That shape always felt more comfortable for some reason.." he paused, looking down at himself. </p><p></p><p>"Elim," Adama asked, gesturing to the crossbow, "you appear skilled in tha-a-at weapon?" </p><p></p><p>"It is not my weapon of choice but I understand it's use," Elim replied and a wrinkle of his eyebrows. "A bow in my hands is a far more-worthy tool and there are wonders I may create." </p><p></p><p>"Good enough," Adama replied and turned to Kilmor, "you seem very well-equipped with your hands. Are you trained in that method of fighting?" </p><p></p><p>"You ask if I am a warrior or an ascetic?" Kilmor asked rhetorically before smiling and showing his even herbivorous teeth, "I have studies ascetic philosophies and am most comfortable with these," he held up his hands, "or a staff of the appropriate size." </p><p> </p><p>"Good," Adama nodded, "there is no a-a-armor that will fit you anyway and you seem very quick to be so large." </p><p> </p><p>"It is part of the training," Kilmor replied with a slight bow of thanks for the compliment. </p><p> </p><p>"Do you require armor Elim?" he turned back to the Githzerai.</p><p> </p><p>"Nay Adama," he replied, careful to use their names as well. There was a reinforcement to recognizing and using names. It helped commit you to freedom when for so long you have been "beast" or "slave". "I am well-enough protected by my own speed and natural defenses. It seems that there is only two sets of armor anyway and considering the two of you, S'lann and you would be the best-suited to it." </p><p> </p><p>"A-a-agreed," Adama replied quietly. "We shall divide their belongings equally. Clothing?" He asked the others, raising an eyebrow in question. </p><p> </p><p>"Something," Elim replied, gesturing down which was somewhere they all had avoided looking at on each other. </p><p> </p><p>"Anything," S'lann said at nearly the same time. The both locked eyes and grinned, blushing at their sudden discomfort. It felt good to be able to feel discomfort about something so inconsequential.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Aristoi, post: 2507960, member: 32975"] [b]Crimson Menagerie: Act 2[/b] "You cou-ou-ould be right," Adama stuttered out. He blinked in what appeared to be frustration and shook it off, his nostrils flaring. "I am Adama, of Cormyr. Where are you from?" "Pandemonium," Elim replied simply. It wasn't where he was most-recently from but it was where he had been born. "'A different Realm from Toril." "You are of the Githyanki?" S'lanneneth asked curiously, timidly from where he crouched. Elim turned and his eyes became cold white slits, making the other crouch away with a whimper. "You do not know enough not to offer insult knowingly, changeling; I will not slay you for that. I am not a G'thyanki," he pronounced it in the ancient form, "I am G'th-zerai." "Hey!" Adama called, stepping between them and protecting the shrinking S'lanneneth. A huge mistake should the other choose to press an issue, though of them Elim thought Kilmor far more likely to attack, considering his people's philosophies. "I don't care wha-a-at you are," he told Elim sharply, holding his weapon firmly but keepiing in a non-threatening position, "but it's true we must esca-a-ape. We must rely on one another to get out of here. From there on, we may part company. Agreed?" he asked, turning to all three of them were in his field of vision and were addressed equally. Elim saw it for what it was and technically agreed with it, the ploy was good to escape and there would be great strength in such an alliance. He would even allow Adama to lead them for he himself had no such charisma. He readied himself to attack the Yak, should he prove a dissenter. "Agreed," came the surprising rumble from the massive bovinoid. "It is a good idea. I will follow for now. I am called Kilmor." "A-agreed," S'lanneneth spoke up and emerged from his hole a little more, standing upright slowly, as if unused to it. "I am S'lanneneth but you can call me S'lann. I am unsure what I am." "You are Fey'ri," Elim replied, having recognized the rare breed years ago. "The offspring of a demon and an elf, though I believe the breeding of a Drow and a lower demon, if I have it arights." "I was wondering," S'lann murmured, thoughfully. "I was often brought into the presence of Drow visitors and commanded to take Drow shape and wear huge chains and a collar. That shape always felt more comfortable for some reason.." he paused, looking down at himself. "Elim," Adama asked, gesturing to the crossbow, "you appear skilled in tha-a-at weapon?" "It is not my weapon of choice but I understand it's use," Elim replied and a wrinkle of his eyebrows. "A bow in my hands is a far more-worthy tool and there are wonders I may create." "Good enough," Adama replied and turned to Kilmor, "you seem very well-equipped with your hands. Are you trained in that method of fighting?" "You ask if I am a warrior or an ascetic?" Kilmor asked rhetorically before smiling and showing his even herbivorous teeth, "I have studies ascetic philosophies and am most comfortable with these," he held up his hands, "or a staff of the appropriate size." "Good," Adama nodded, "there is no a-a-armor that will fit you anyway and you seem very quick to be so large." "It is part of the training," Kilmor replied with a slight bow of thanks for the compliment. "Do you require armor Elim?" he turned back to the Githzerai. "Nay Adama," he replied, careful to use their names as well. There was a reinforcement to recognizing and using names. It helped commit you to freedom when for so long you have been "beast" or "slave". "I am well-enough protected by my own speed and natural defenses. It seems that there is only two sets of armor anyway and considering the two of you, S'lann and you would be the best-suited to it." "A-a-agreed," Adama replied quietly. "We shall divide their belongings equally. Clothing?" He asked the others, raising an eyebrow in question. "Something," Elim replied, gesturing down which was somewhere they all had avoided looking at on each other. "Anything," S'lann said at nearly the same time. The both locked eyes and grinned, blushing at their sudden discomfort. It felt good to be able to feel discomfort about something so inconsequential. [/QUOTE]
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