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<span style="font-family: 'georgia'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: #9D612B">BE YOURSELF DON'T HIDE<br/>
JUST BELIEVE IN DESTINY</span></span></span>​</div><br/><span style="font-size: 9px"><span style="color: #544A41"><span style="font-family: 'georgia'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #9D612B">Letting out a sigh of relief,</span></span></span> the drow raised one fist into the air to share in the moment of cheering and revelry, then wiped her brow free of sweat with her left hand.  Although the battle had been brief, it had still been intense, and the drow was honestly worried for several moments about whether or not she would survive this fight, given the resilient nature of dragons.  Granted, this wasn't a true dragon, but it was still a powerful beast worthy of caution and respect.  At least she had the help of the lizardfolk to back her up, if only to distract the massive creature so she could decimate it with her powerful Eldritch attacks.<br/>
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Slowly she began her descent, almost cautiously as she regarded the dead dragon turtle.  She had seen creatures play opossum before, and was wary that the beast may be trying something similar.  Still, given the power of her blows, that didn't seem likely.  Perhaps it was her understandable mistrusting personality towards these lizardfolk, creatures she had only met hours before, who heard about her by word of some babbling brook or something like that, she honestly couldn't remember what the chieftain had said.<br/>
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Now on the ground, Sbatarra made her way towards the chieftain, then offered a slight bow of the head.  <span style="color: #9D612B">"Dout xiekivi slathalina algbo,"</span> she said, though there was a noticible grimace with these words.  She had done the majority of the work, and delivered the killing blow, but then again, that was exactly what she was brought here to do in the first place.  <span style="color: #9D612B">"Si mi saeuth ekess tepoha majaktor dout xiekivi asta okarthel spical."</span></span></span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: right"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span style="font-size: 22px"><a class="externalLink" href="http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=454315" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">*</a></span></span>​</div><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>