Lora's brows had thickened as she had began piecing information together. The dirty-mouthed, chubby Sorcerer lad was looking at her, but the young girl was very skilled at ignoring the stares of men.
"Wait a minute Martoumum, what kind of stupidity is this?! If i remember correctly, when i raised my voice against us advancing with a pack of Gnolls at our backs, you said that they are probably going to "offer us as a gift" to the Ettercap. Now, suddenly, they are allies of yours. I am starting to doubt the clarity of your judgment."
Lora's voice was cold and the tone was calculated with a precise dose of scorn, not aggressive but very unfriendly.
[sblock]Lora is referring to this: "Toes gnolls, nots be a bother tea us," he says quietly. "Wat's yuse greenies needs ta knows is dat on ta morrow' we's wills meet da Madds Eatercap. Ana dare bees no ways round em. Dats whys toes gnolls did nay bother us. Tay will says to da Eatercap tay sents us as a givts."[/sblock]