The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter III

Drogo

"Oh." Drogo relaxes a bit, and asks in common. "So these halflings and gnome were working for Applebottom, and you captured them? Do you know what they were all after?"
 

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Teleri

Teleri pauses in her singing as she hears a bit of conversation. Feedback? dream... maybe. Pets. That's what the creature, whoever, whatever had her caged thought of her. She knew that. The feelings that came through were very clear on that particular subject. A dream or no. That made her mad. Elves were not pets. She grinned humorlessly.

She hated inclosed spaces. All elves did really. Even maybe drow. Perhaps that was why they hate us so much. She mused. To be inclosed underground, cut away from the light. No wonder they want us dead. We stole their light. Being imprisioned within her own mind was horrible. But she might be able to get some of her own back. At least a little. She 'stood up' figuratively speaking and "coughed loudly" trying to get whoever it was caging her. Then she sang.

"The wheel goes around and around and around. The wheel goes around and around and around...." she grinned as she sang at the top of her mental lungs.

If they wound up killing her, Teleri swore to herself she would haunt whoever did for the rest of their lives and sing all of the gnomish songs she ever learned. As loudly as possible in as off-key as she could.

ooc:
a novel way of keeping insanity at bay? well not really for an elf. but the thought or song is there. ^)^
 
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"If I may ask a favour?" Andreas addresses Naamani. "Could you release the elven woman from your spell? There seemed to be no elves involved in the construction of the dam, and if we may question her, we might be able to find out why she was here."
 

At the mention of the mill, Ayden remembered the daggers and darts that they had found. Placing the enchanted bag on the ground, Ayden looked towards the naga before opening it up.

<<common>>"I believe that we have some things that belong to you and your tribe, as we found a pair of finely forged daggers near a banner of your people. I would like to return them to you and the Broken Axe clan as another sign of good faith between us all."

Getting ready to ask another question, Ayden's thoughts are disrupted when a low mournful note suddenly filled the air around them. Turning around quickly, Ayden was surprised to see Calenthang sitting on a rock with a flute in his hands. Unsure of the elf's reasons for his actions, Ayden hoped it was because the warrior was trying to show that he was not intimidated by everything around him, a trait that Ayden wished he possessed right now. Turning back to face their hostess, Ayden waited until Andreas had finished his request for the elvish maiden's release before asking his next question.
 

Chastity looks pained to be doing nothing, but keeps her peace. I am not the one to negotiate. I will allow these others to discuss, and if something happens and Torm wills it, I will smite this evil where it stands, she thinks idly, without malice. Upon hearing Calenthang's song, she visibly tenses and barely restrains herself from turning toward him, weapon drawn. Her eyes narrow and she turns from him deliberately. Why provoke these people? she wonders to herself.

At the mention of the innocent elven woman, she perks up and takes a step toward the naga. "There is no need to keep in bondage one who is innocent," she says clearly and slowly in Common. "As a show of goodwill and faith, you must release her."
 

Noticing the more righteous members of his group silently questioning his actions, Calenthang does his best to hide his smile, and places the flute back in his pack. He makes sure to wink at Chastity.
Harmony is peace...
He goes back to scrounging around in his personals, looking for something to stifle the growing boredom, but something a bit more "low-key."
Ah!
He munches on some rations while paying close attention to the proceedings.
 

Ignoring Calenthang's music Naamani answers Ayden with a raspy chuckle. "These do not belong to my people, rather, they belong to those halfling twins. A matching set, for a matching pair of pets," she chuckles again. "You may leave them if you wish but I don't think they will be needing them."

At everyone's insistance and request to release the elven captive, Naamani scoffs. "There is no proof that she is innocent. Even if she is questioned she may lie, and even though I can read thoughts as you may have already noticed, some have the ability to mask their thoughts. There is no sure way to tell. If my runners once they return report to me that the dam construction has been abandoned I may let her go. But these other three that I have seen with my own eyes as a threat to us must pay for their transgressions."
 

Drogo

"Do you know what Applebottom and these others sought to gain by inciting violence between your peoples?" Drogo asks the Naga in common.
 


Chastity smiles in response to Calenthang's wink but is relieved when he stops playing. When the naga refuses to release the elf, she shrugs mentally, slightly troubled. There is no proof of her innocence, though I am sure she is. Justice will prevail.

As they wait, she detects evil around the whole room.
 

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