<strong>"The rumors concerning the drow seem quite true Lady Dovan. At least as far as the attacks go. I do believe however there is a lot more going on then meets the eye."</strong>He said very quietly to her since he did not wish to cause a panic. The young black hair woman would gently knead at his shoulder muscles occasionally giving a light kiss to any sore in a motherly motion though her hands were what were being used to cure his aches. His eyes remained upon Chance's face as best as he could though in his position he couldn't completely dictate where his eyes were able to view when on the table so he would have to hope there would be no complications. His muscles seemed to ripple with power in silence. The only thing on was his belt and pants.