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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Serpenteye" data-source="post: 895147" data-attributes="member: 1492">The Troll bows his head to the priestess, eyes narrowing slightly as he studies her for a moment.She is not as foolish as so many of her kind, she might serve my purposes well, though I must proceed carefully with her. Perhaps I'll even let her live, she might be worthy. "As you command, mistress, so I obey. And as further sign of my loyalty I shall give you some information you will surely find useful, though perhaps we should speak out of the range of the others hearing."ooc: If he knows Drow sign language (Uriel?) he will communicate that way, if not he'll beckon her to some dark corner of the cave."Your recent battle with the Kuo-Toa was no mere bandit's ambush, mistress. The Fish-Men have allies amongst the houses of Thelari'acli, allies who likely head for the same goal as our own expedition." He pauses to savour her expression. "Approximately 25 hours ago a party of Drow [he tells her what he knows of the configuration of the party and his estimates of their power] wearing the insignia of House Cessuli entered peacefully into the cave and talked to the Kuo-Toans for about an hour. Unfortunately I was unable to overhear them as my ears were still regenerating after being extracted from my head by my gracious hosts," he shrugs in a slightly appologetic gesture, with a smile showing his disdain for such unimaningative tortures.------ooc: If he has the time, after speaking to Enraela, to interrupt Arngren's wasteing of perfectly edible food <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" />:A few quick strides carries the Troll to the Drow warrior. "Killing would be unwise," he hisses angrily at Arngren. "Perhaps the mistress wishes to interrogate the survivors. If she doesn't... I have a few scores to settle." He bends down, picks a dead Kuo-Toa up by its neck, then almost gently opens his jaws and bites its face off. Salty ichor, brains and slime runs down his face and hands in a think, chunky, torrent as he eats the rest of its head. "Either way it is foolish to throw away this much fresh food when there is a trying journey ahead." Casually, with about as much effort as if he was fileeing a fish he begins to carve the beast up into neat portions, eating some and putting others into a sack for later.</blockquote>

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