Drizzt noticed that his captive had awoken. Her movements on his shoulder indicated she was examining her surroundings. He came to a halt, carefully dropping her to the ground. Soon she was face to face with her captor.<br/><br/>Kahlil saw before her a pitch black elvish face of what would otherwise be very hansdome features, even for an elf. He wore fitted black leather which was covered in random pockets of various sizes that could hold any sort of random thing. He had uncommonly broad shoulders for an elf, especially a drow male who were usually somewhat small, even for elves. His belt held a short sword and a dagger. His boots were tall and tight to his leg with blackened buckles.<br/><br/>He seemed to have an arsenal of weaponry on his body as she had seen a number of smaller daggers in various spots all over his body. One of his hands pulled out one of those daggers and placed it to her throat. The other pulled at her gag and down over her chin.<br/><br/>"You are now my captive," came a strangley low toned voice, much more masculine than she was used to hearing out of elvish males. "Do not try to escape as it will diplease me and then I will be forced to show you how helpless you are in an unpleasant manner.<br/><br/>"I am not sadistic but I will inflict pain if I have to," He said. "It is my mission to bring you back to my people, but it will take a few days to get you to another cave system that will get us to the underdark. I want to keep you healthy and I will try not to mistreat you. That is for others to do."<br/><br/>"Are you thirsty?" he asked. "I notice you drooled out quite a bit into your gag."<br/><br/>He pulled out a flask and took a drink then indicated she could have some if she wanted