The drow woman, holding the coiled whip in her hand tapped it against her thigh and smiled wickedly,<strong> "No, no.... there isn't." </strong>The drow seemed intrigued by the fact that Taenya had called her mistress, pleased perhaps?<strong> "Obviously I'll want to get good...."</strong>she practically purred out the next word,<strong> "...use... out of you." </strong>She smiled wickedly and looped her whip through a small leather thong on her hip. Then she looked at the two kobolds behind her.<strong> "But of course I don't want these two saying anything to the wrong people."</strong><br/><br/>Then she drew her wicked curved blade and spun,slicing the throat of one kobold in a single stroke.  The second yelped and hopped, turning to flee before a quick thrust caught it in the back and pierced through it's lungs to drop it where it stood.  Drawing her blade from the dying kobold she wiped it's blood off on the rags that it wore before turning back to Taenya,<strong>"We need to make sure no one sees your face.... hmmmm.....  I want to talk to you privately and not in the middle of a out of the way cavern." </strong>She sheathed her blade and tapped her chin thoughtfully, then smiled and redrew her whip,<strong>"Take off your loincloth, wrap it around your eyes and face, that should hide your identity, and stick out your wrists, I'll bind them with my whip and lead you.  No one will look twice at me leading an unknown slave through the common areas."</strong><br/><br/>The way the drow phrased it did not sound like a request at all.  But it also meant that she'd be walking naked, bound, blindfolded through what apparently would be public common areas.  For some reason she felt shame over this thought.