Tialyn's lips curved in a wry smile - "...He'd never have let me leave his home, if he thought I could escape," she answered...Running slim fingers through her honey-blonde hair! The sight of the gorgeous drow was very, very distracting indeed - And the temptation to order her, or just hold her down and<em>take</em>her...It was very, very appealing!<br/><br/>She blinked, shaking off those thoughts - Acknowledging Ebony's words with a slight nod. "We *are* in the same boat," she admitted...Thinking of Liandra, more precious than her own freedom! She had to find a way to get the girl out of there - But how could she, when she wasn't herself~?<br/><br/>It took a bit more practice for her to grow used to the silent signals, the gestures that Ebony showed her - Even then, Tialyn was uneasy. She'd grown used to fighting alongside people, and she'd never owned a slave before...In fact,<em>everything</em>about this disquieted her.<br/><br/>A soft hiss thrummed from her lips, as she got a good look at the city for the *very* first time - "...I'll stay close to you, then," she said...Her brow furrowing, her keen eyes tracing over the complex pattern before her! There went her chances of escaping - She could barely see where they *were*, let alone how to get<em>out</em>of the city...<br/><br/>The Paladiness's expression brightened, momentarily, as she buckled her dagger in place. It was still rather less than the sword and mail she was used to...But it was a start. Still, she felt positively underdressed, in this strange city...A city she'd be quite happy to storm, if she'd the chance...But being held here against her will, as a stranger in a strange land~?<br/><br/>Her slim fingers flexed against the hilt of her dagger - ruefully noting how her reflexes had slowed. "Very well," she murmured, almost to herself - "...It appears that I *am* out of practice..."<br/><br/>She let her voice trail off, drawing a deep breath - "Before we depart...Tell me what you can about the city. What I should know - and, more importantly, who we should avoid." It occurred to her that she didn't even know the language, unless they spoke Common...A faint hope!<br/><br/>Her gaze trailed across the shapely drow elf, now in that fetching leather costume...Part of her couldn't help but think that the two of them<em>together</em>could make quite a scene. "...But I'm just as curious about you. How does an elven Priestess end up in a wizard's harem - So far from home? Surely...Not the same way Liandra and I did?"