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<blockquote data-quote="KahlessNestor" data-source="post: 7225351" data-attributes="member: 6801311"><p>Arabel/Market</p><p>Afternoon</p><p></p><p>[OOC]Sorry. I had subscribed to the thread, but it wasn’t sending email notifications, so when I sat down to post, it wasn’t on my “to do list”.[/OOC]</p><p></p><p>Lolth’s left pap, but that harrucking sun in the sky was bright! Zuleyka’s eyes were still watering, even with her hood pulled low, practically blinding her. Why they couldn’t have done this in the night, when they would have been less conspicuous, Ssz’irac wouldn’t say.</p><p></p><p>"I'm telling you, the surface races really aren't that bad," Ssz'irac the drow was telling Zuleyka as they crossed the marketplace. "And you'll get used to that burning orb in the sky, eventually."</p><p></p><p>“You keep saying that. I keep waiting for it to happen,” Zuleyka grumbled. Uncouth barbarians, these surface folk. And...elves. It made her want to gag. It was a lot to adjust to in the few months since she had left Menzobarranzan. She still didn’t know why the priestesses of Eilistraee at the Promenade had sent her here to some place called...Cormyr? It was above the drow city of Sschindylryn, was all she knew. Though not much was left of that city, either, after Lolth’s Silence. “We should have at least worn disguises.” Drow were unwelcome on the surface, and she saw the looks passersby gave them. She huddled deeper into her hood and slid her obsidian hands beneath her cloak.</p><p></p><p>Then Zuleyka felt the familiar tingle of nearby magic. She focused her attention on a nearby old human wizard as he finished a spell and disappeared, leaving behind his bag and causing a bit of localized disruption in the marketplace as a gnome fell into the fountain. And a dwarven bard of some kind. By Lolth, and she thought dwarves were ugly <em>with</em> the beards!</p><p></p><p>"Whatever that wizard did, he was stupid or inexperienced enough to leave his belongings behind." Ssz’irac nodded towards the pack.</p><p></p><p>Zuleyka’s hands went instinctively to her rapier and wand when Ssz’irac’s went to his sword, not trusting her fellow drow, but he did not draw his blade, seeming more interested in the forgotten pack.</p><p></p><p>“Are you an idiot, male?” Zuleyka hissed Ssz’irac. She was still annoyed that he refused to listen and obey her. Surface males! “Never touch a wizard’s things!” She followed along behind him, if only to pick up his ashes after some magical ward exploded.</p><p></p><p>"Hold there, obsidian one, that does not belong to you."</p><p></p><p>Zuleyka paused, eying the golden dragonborn. The thing stank of magic.</p><p></p><p>"Doesn't have your name on it, does it?" Ssz'irac answered with a smile as he opened the pack. Well, no wards. Yet. "Just checking for a nametag, or an address, to return it to."</p><p></p><p>“It is no concern of yours -- or ours,” Zuleyka told the dragonborn -- and reminded Ssz’irac. Still, it had not yet proved dangerous. If there was magic inside...she might be interested. And he had left it behind for anyone to take.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="KahlessNestor, post: 7225351, member: 6801311"] Arabel/Market Afternoon [OOC]Sorry. I had subscribed to the thread, but it wasn’t sending email notifications, so when I sat down to post, it wasn’t on my “to do list”.[/OOC] Lolth’s left pap, but that harrucking sun in the sky was bright! Zuleyka’s eyes were still watering, even with her hood pulled low, practically blinding her. Why they couldn’t have done this in the night, when they would have been less conspicuous, Ssz’irac wouldn’t say. "I'm telling you, the surface races really aren't that bad," Ssz'irac the drow was telling Zuleyka as they crossed the marketplace. "And you'll get used to that burning orb in the sky, eventually." “You keep saying that. I keep waiting for it to happen,” Zuleyka grumbled. Uncouth barbarians, these surface folk. And...elves. It made her want to gag. It was a lot to adjust to in the few months since she had left Menzobarranzan. She still didn’t know why the priestesses of Eilistraee at the Promenade had sent her here to some place called...Cormyr? It was above the drow city of Sschindylryn, was all she knew. Though not much was left of that city, either, after Lolth’s Silence. “We should have at least worn disguises.” Drow were unwelcome on the surface, and she saw the looks passersby gave them. She huddled deeper into her hood and slid her obsidian hands beneath her cloak. Then Zuleyka felt the familiar tingle of nearby magic. She focused her attention on a nearby old human wizard as he finished a spell and disappeared, leaving behind his bag and causing a bit of localized disruption in the marketplace as a gnome fell into the fountain. And a dwarven bard of some kind. By Lolth, and she thought dwarves were ugly [i]with[/i] the beards! "Whatever that wizard did, he was stupid or inexperienced enough to leave his belongings behind." Ssz’irac nodded towards the pack. Zuleyka’s hands went instinctively to her rapier and wand when Ssz’irac’s went to his sword, not trusting her fellow drow, but he did not draw his blade, seeming more interested in the forgotten pack. “Are you an idiot, male?” Zuleyka hissed Ssz’irac. She was still annoyed that he refused to listen and obey her. Surface males! “Never touch a wizard’s things!” She followed along behind him, if only to pick up his ashes after some magical ward exploded. "Hold there, obsidian one, that does not belong to you." Zuleyka paused, eying the golden dragonborn. The thing stank of magic. "Doesn't have your name on it, does it?" Ssz'irac answered with a smile as he opened the pack. Well, no wards. Yet. "Just checking for a nametag, or an address, to return it to." “It is no concern of yours -- or ours,” Zuleyka told the dragonborn -- and reminded Ssz’irac. Still, it had not yet proved dangerous. If there was magic inside...she might be interested. And he had left it behind for anyone to take. [/QUOTE]
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