Giselle nodded her understanding since she knew how much of a burden his curse brought to the man that walked beside her, but he accepted it the same way she accepted the racial hatred her skin sometimes brought out in people in turn.  It was a rare occurrence anymore, but sometimes a fool hardy young man or woman would try to start trouble, and even more rarely, Giselle would have to defend herself against such attacks on her honor or person, depending on how bad things got.  Nodding her agreement to Tyger's wish, the half Drow smiles solemnly in understanding since she wouldn't trust many people to tend to someone like herself.  "You have my oath on that Tyger.  Besides, if not for that 'curse', I wouldn't be here now probably, so I see it as a blessing myself, and one I would never ask to be taken off if it makes you a lesser person.  Followers of Helm might see the world in black and white for the most part, but they are wise and well learned as well, thus making them valuable allies to have if they are true to the faith.  There are few temples like theirs I'd ever consider going near, so you don't have to worry about it Tyger.  More than a few are very close minded about helping a Drow, even if she is a good and honest person as I am."  Pulling her hood up as they exit the Temple of Helm, Giselle patted Tyger's back and smiles broadly despite how dark that conversation had almost become.  Luckily, not everyone were foolish and hard headed, the Harpers and other organizations like them that defended the realms when the realms couldn't protect themselves being one of them.<br/><br/>Entering the boisterous inn that had seen several adventurers through its doors that had gone off to slay the Gray Prince and vampire Mordoc a few months after Eldrith the Betrayer had been sent back to the afterlife, Giselle immediately spied the man that had accosted her when she had originally come into this establishment to rest and head elsewhere.  When he was done speaking after he had settled down a bit, Giselle shook her head since it hadn't just been her.  She did give him a detailed description of everything she had seen, but there was one element to her story she waited until last to share since in her mind it was ironically the best despite the fact she had been captured first.  Pointing up at the elven warrior in his black armor, the half Drow smiled as she told the truth of the matter.  "I am not to thank alone my friend.  He aided my escape when I needed it most.  If you knew anything about my family, you'd know that we never fought alone against the Realms many nefarious enemies that have risen up in the past, and Tyger is one of those allies I would give my life for, just as he would do the same.  He deserves an equal amount of praise as well since if not for him, I wouldn't be here now.  He saved my life, and I will forever be in his debt for that."  Letting him absorb that, Giselle walked away to cheers and applause since she hadn't been quiet about her tale as she joined Tyger on the stairs.  "That should give the bards something to weave tales for the next month."  She chuckled, not about to let the praise go to her head.  "Gods I need a bath after that mess.  I smell like I just crawled out of a crypt.  Considering what we fought however, that isn't far from the truth."<br/><br/>http://forgottenrealms.wikia.com/wiki/Harpers (http://forgottenrealms.wikia.com/wiki/Harpers)  (Harper info from the wiki page.)