Dinirahc thrust out his arm so she could see the magical tattoo on  his arm, slave mark recognizable as being from Thay.  "Why would I stay up there? Forced to fight everyday for no reward other than to live to see another day of it?" He growled at her.  "Down here I can live at my own pace and do what I want instead of what some wizard wants." He scoffed loudly the snorted in amusement. "Fine if you want it that way. I'm pretty sure someone would pay for you to sacrifice you to the Spider Queen." Dinirahc said offhandly in a chillingly cold manner. Since it was well documented that surface elves only ever had the same fate when enslaved or captured by the drow-Sacrifice. The two races supposedly hated each other with a flaming passion.<br/><br/>He sat thinking for a moment, watching her almost.