Darion couldn’t really keep up with what the woman was saying.  Though he could definitely agree that treachery was something men were the best at, he should know.  “you’re right about that, but trickery isn’t something that is isolated to men.”  He grumbled in response to what she said.  But at the mention of just tipping the scales and taking everything, Darion glared harder at the woman.  His hands also gripped tighter on his blade and shield.<br/><br/>But the look back he got at using that name from those long ago stories, made him think that his guesses were right about who she was.  If her words didn’t confirm that guess.  “No, I don’t.  but I know some old stories about you Lilith.  The only thing missing are your burning evil eyes.”  He replied while glareing at the dark skinned woman.  “None of those stories are any good for those who meet you.”  While he said that, he was watching where her eyes usually would be, and there was only that blindfold.    If she ever took it off and he proved to be wrong he would owe this woman an apology.<br/><br/>At her words to the pixies though Darion was honestly surprised.  All the stories he had heard about her, said she would agree to their worshipping her and giving her power.  a very big surprise she sided with them.  He had no idea what to say to that, or how to respond.  The anger and the thousands of voices from the small insect women proved they were probably as surprised as him.<br/><br/>The words from their song sent a chill down his spine as they sang, starting to move away, retreating with the sun’s arrival in the sky through the trees.  It just sounded… so ominous.  Like an approaching thunderstorm cursing them all.  But once they were gone  he tried to ignore what he had heard, and their words.   At the dark skinned elf’s words he growled a bit.  “I would never think you merciful, and I won’t be your ‘play’.”<br/><br/>The new girls were a good distraction to what the words of the pixies.  Turning his attention to Dawn for a moment, still trying to ignore the omen from the pixies, he watched her actions.  “Who are you, and what are you doing here?”  it was too coincidental that she should show up along with the pixies and the demon Lilith.  Was she a slave for the deomon?<br/><br/>When Verita finally joined them again, Darion noticed she was dressed again, though just barely with the scraps of her old cloths.  He had to admit the look of the barely there scraps were just as enticing as seeing her completely naked.  But seeing the blush all over her face, Darion thought of an idea that could help her at least.  It seemed like the day was going to be bright and sunny.<br/><br/>After another glare to the Ashen colored elf, Darion moved over to where he had been sleeping, and picked up the heavy cloak he had been wearing the night before.  That he offered to Verita.  “Here, If you want more to cover yourself.”  Darion hadn’t gone to get his own cloths yet.  Most were still intact it looked like from the pile under where he had been hanging.  Though while he did this, Darion’s eyes never seemed to leave The Ashen elf, he always kept her in sight, even if just in the corner of his field of view.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>