Daylily looks the other elf up and down coldly, and then addresses her in his native tongue, his voice thick with contempt.
[sblock=Elven]"Hail and well met, fair sister. Aye, I be a kit born of the wilds, though I see ye've come tae age under difficult circumstances, as well. Mayhap ye fetched the grueling task of keeping ashine the floors in the crystal palaces of your most noble birth? 'Twould hae been an onerous burden for ye, I well reckon -- being on your hands and knees, such an' suchlike. As for the beastie adorning the Snake Daughter's crest, I daresay even an empty hat has gleam enough tae ken where it's unwelcome."[/sblock]
He takes a long swig of the second bottle and leans insolently against the bar.