The little dragon gave an understanding nod as Sbatarra explained things. "An<span style="color: olive"> elf is not a men? Father has said that many have come after our kind, but that the one who does it most is a men,</span>" he said, making the grammatical error over and over again, seemingly out of a mix of habit and not quite having understood what the father dragon had meant when using the plural. "<span style="color: olive">He has said things about elves, but I did not know there were elves with black skin. Both Father and Mother have always said they were pale.</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="color: green">That is a special kind of elf,</span>" came a voice from up above, and as gracefully as he could, the father dragon landed in the wooded area. Folding his wings so as to avoid the branches, the dragon- he had to be sixty feet long from his nose to the end of his tail- stood tall above Sbatarra, looking down upon her with an expected, and not exactly undeserved, look of distrust. The wyrmling then skipped to the much larger dragon and sat down at its father's side. The young one still looked quite happy, even if Father had spoiled the fun.<br/><br/>The father cocked his head a bit, and looked down at his child. "<span style="color: green">She is what is called a dark elf, or to others she is known as a drow. Most of them are just as terrible as men, many of them even worse.</span>" The little one looked at Sbatarra confusedly. "<span style="color: olive">If she is worse than a men, why has she not been terrible to me?</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="color: green">Because this dark elf is wise,</span>" the father dragon explained. "<span style="color: green">She knows that dragons as young as you mean that there is a mother or father nearby.</span>" He then lowered his head to be nearly eye-to-eye with Sbatarra. "<span style="color: green">Tell me why you are here, drow,</span>" he said in Elven, his Draconic accent making some of the words seem to hiss a bit. It seemed that he wanted to keep their conversation private. "<span style="color: green">I have not seen one of your kind for over a century. The reasons one such as yourself have for being here should be dire indeed. I would like no details to be withheld, if you can possibly do so.</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>