Ah, don't worry. :P I suddenly got busy as well.<br/><br/>Because I promised this awhile ago for Hyena;<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Reply #305: "Ssazulk! Lyssera zan dall snither plat." One them said in awe, lowering his javelin and looking at the elf with wide eyes. [By the Gods, An outsider killed it!]<br/><br/>#308: One of the men began to speak frankly to Leander, his tone proper without much evidence of hostility. [Please allow us to escort you to the chieftan, outsider. I am sorry, but we cannot just allow you to leave, though we will not harm you.]<br/><br/>The man previously speaking to Leander looked to the woman by his side and after a short exchange of words, [Take the beast's head back to camp]<br/><br/>The man took a few steps away, and then turned back to Leander and Liah. "Saun Sun." [Follow me]<br/><br/>#331: Her mouth empty, the girl declared something to a woman that seemed to be directing the group's efforts. The woman nodded, and most of the others began to depart from Leander's presence. [No poison, my lady.]<br/><br/>#343: After a brief discussion amongst themselves, ["It came from a Javelin." "One of ours?" "Yes." "Who went out hunting this morning?" "(A half-dozen names)" "Nobody mentioned fighting an elf." "Could he have been hiding and struck by accident?" "Not likely."]<br/><br/>She began to speak, more to herself than to Leander. [So this is the one who killed the Snake... He must be very strong, it would take at least five of our warriors to end that wretched beast. And not without losing more of our brothers and sisters in the process...]<br/><br/>#351: "Rain!" She repeated in Sylvan, shaking her head with a joyous smile. "Water, Sa? Hassih suzza pluh 'rain', zye." She asked, reverting back to her natural language where her Sylvan failed. [Water, Yes? It's in the Rain, indeed.]<br/><br/>Still, the young woman smiled excitedly and leaned in closer to Leander as they tried to converse in the language of the faery folk. "Szue 'Fey' lizeh!?" She asked with wide eyes. [You speak fey!?]<br/><br/>#356: She pointed at the Yuan-Ti and the Elf facing one another, throwing in a little Sylvan with her own serpentine language. [Your people and the Yuan-Ti were our masters. They were good friends, until the two kingdoms decided to fight. Both sides sent out humans to fight our brothers and sisters, but when the war started to go poorly for the elves, they decided to give freedom to those slaves who fought, Emancipation. The Yuan-Ti did no such thing, and tortured and killed humans from both sides. There was a group of humans who took advantage of the civil war and formed a nation of freed people. Towards the end of the war, the Elves allied with them as an act of mutual benefit. But the reckless hate and ruthlessness of the Yuan-Ti destroyed the elves and sent many of their former slaves into hiding. Now no elves remain, having been wiped out because they cannot breed as quickly as we can.]<br/><br/>#360: The native balled her hand up into a fist and smacked it down on the floor when he asked of the Yuan-ti. She began to speak again, [The Elves were a civil people. Masters, yes. And we can not forgive them for enslaving us, but the Yuan-Ti are terrible terrible people who offend the Gods and the Forest. They destroy the trees to burn us out of our communities, send in their own human slaves to fight us or be killed, enslave freed humans and torture runaways!]<br/><br/>#366: She spoke softly but stubbornly, almost pleading with him. [You are still injured. Please don't move.]<br/><br/>She tried to reassure him, but the only words she knew in Sylvan to explain where 'Communion' and 'Elder/Leader.'[She is talking with the Chieftan.]<br/><br/>He made out the word 'Duty' not so far away from the utterance of his own name. [It is my duty to make sure Leander is resting well.]<br/><br/>#370: After a few minutes, she began to talk to him in the Yuan-ti tongue entirely. [I've never seen an elf before... No hair except on their heads... And those ears. How unusual... and he killed the great snake? He avenged... Oh! I nearly forgot the tonic.]<br/><br/>#379: After realizing just how far she had gone, the girl drew her arm away and lowered her head, stammering what he could have only presumed were apologies. [I'm sorry. I shouldn't have. It's just that I... I mean, nevermind. Forget it.]<br/><br/>#385: The painted woman put her balled hands up to her mouth and murmured softly, then lifted her gaze to meet the elf's. She spoke again, this time the words sounding as if she was pleading for something. Then she reached out and grabbed the cloth that the fighter had been using for modesty. [I'm sorry. I am too ignorant. You killed the snake... I owe you for avenging me, but I have only seen how the other villagers do it. I can't bring myself to... I mean... just, just do it.]<br/><br/>She bashfully avoided his eye contact, whispering as she straightened her arms out and put her fingers on each cheek, spreading herself for the elf. [Just take it.]<br/><br/>#394: Xeola merely answered him in Yuan-ti, each word coming laboriously through pants and sighs. [I hope that I am good enough...]<br/><br/>#398: "Senzen zoh ssisk ih sen, Lean-" She quietly murmured amid a deep inhale, "-der." [Use my body as you will, Leander.]<br/><br/>#404: "Ssae sisk huwa Elf senih, Leander?" She asked, obviously having never seen or been party to such an act. [Is this always what an elf does with their seed, Leander?]<br/><br/>Heedless of her current state, Xeola spoke and pointed back to the makeshift bed he had been resting in earlier. [You must rest! I am sorry... I shouldn't have.]<br/><br/>Mumbling softly as she cupped her hands underneath her chin and tried to scoop up any of the cum that landed on her collar. [I don't mean to let any of it fall off. I'm not refusing your... uh, gift.]<br/><br/>#408: She murmured again in the Yuan-ti tongue and then slowly sipped some of the water. [So after it, I am supposed to... drink?]<br/><br/>#412: She began to murmur softly, something about elves and 'human/slaves.' [Elves and Humans have sometimes... intermixed. The elves who never owned slaves, the ones who emancipated us. But the others look down on the humans with even a drop of elven blood. I mean, I don't. Well, obviously. But...]<br/><br/>#415: She was quite talkative, even though he couldn't understand her. [My uncle had elven blood. He didn't have ears like you, but he was nice. He took care of me. So I don't hate elves. Not all of them were our masters... And they weren't anything like the Yuan-Ti.]<br/><br/>#467: Confident that no one else was watching, the woman resumed her gaze back upon the elf and whispered one last final sentence in Yuan-ti. [This time I make sure you'll die!]</div></div>