<div class="floatright">(http://geekfightclub.net/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/PZOPDFAAWROTDUEME.jpg)</div>The two flick along the ground with graceful steps, Yula's dress and tail flowing out around her, the drow woman's movements causing less bouncing or flicking apart from her top-knotted white hair.  "For my wall, fox," she responds with a twisted little smile coming to her face, her scimitar slapping aside the rapier allowing her to push forward a moment of advantage.  "Or perhaps a pair of mittens."<br/><br/>To the talk of her face, the drow simply scowls further and makes a snapping motion, though at this point she's backing up, losing ground to the superior duelist.  She seems to only be getting angrier as the fight goes on, her swings all the more wild, each parry enough to nearly tug the rapier from Yula's hand without giving the drow quite the opening she needs to launch a proper strike.<br/><br/>"You seek to fight the Lady Malrefesh?" asks the guard as she is pushed back towards the window.  "I thought you odd in your choice of garments, but clearly you are quite mad.  The Great Lady will make short work of you, Overlander.  The magics she command are dangerous beyond your understanding."  It is in this moment of banter and speech that Yula notices that the drow has been glancing back at her partner, Divdor.  The quickest of peeks will show that he has extricated himself from the table and is making a dash for the stairs.<br/><br/>"You shouldn't have come alone," teases the drow woman, offering a smirk that is a fair bit more comely than the scowl she seems to favor.  She makes a wide swing, barely dodged by Yula, and then a slice cuts through the drow's leather glove.  Her scimitar clatters to the ground and she is forced to first take a step back, then fall to a knee, Yula's swordtip held before her neck.<br/><br/>"Divdor will be warning the others.  He'll be starting up the alarm.  You're not going to get away with this," she practically whispers out, her voice husky and breathy as though speaking to a lover.  One of her hands rests on the ground and her chest rises and falls dramatically, simply because she isn't the bustiest of women doesn't mean this isn't still a pleasant sight.  "What is your play, fox?"<br/><br/><strong>The drow is defeated before you.  Properly cowed, she will not fight back in this moment.  What do you do?</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">MC Note</div><div class="spoiler_body">So, on a 7-9 I could have done damage, but I felt like it made more sense and was more cinematic to have Divdor make a break for it.  You can absolutely run after him and catch up with him as well! Just giving you the choice of information or stealth! ;)<br/><br/>Moves that may be appropriate!  Parlay if you have something to offer her or a good threat to make, or you can knock her out or kill her and/or go running after Divdor!  If you stand around to talk, ask questions, etc. it'll be harder to catch up to the running male drow.</div></div>