<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=133364.msg5963463#msg5963463">Quote from: Tagan on 07-03-2012, 00:27:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Talen sighs, and looks again at Narlros, for a long moment, full of consideration.  Finally she says.  "Dos, vel'uss ph' natha drada class, xal tangis' rothe class 'citizen' d' udossta society... uss vel'uss frequents l' tar'annen d' Eroln wun folt natha valyr 'zil ulu inbal ulu veldri l' deeds dal mina?  Dos joros uns'aa nindel?  Usstan muth udossta lodias' seke heritage.  Drill dos xuat joros uns'aa whol conversion... dos ssinssrin rescue.  Ves al.  Usstan orn xxizz dos ssuth nindol k'lar 'zil dos xxizz uns'aa.  Drill talinth p'los dos morfeth folt natha statement 'sohna.  Ol 'udtila dosst brain nau credit."<br/><br/>She does not look disdainfully at him, rather a mix of entreaty and frustration.  She pauses, then reaches for the robe to begin to dress herself, saying.  "Nin, xun vel'bol dos orn xor z'klaen, t'yin yutsu uns'aa ulu nindyn abbanen."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The door to the small chamber opens, and Narlros spins, hands resting on the hilts of the swords on his belt.  His hands relax slightly, but a small growl slips from his throat as another drow female, dressed in the purple emblazoned robes of a High Priestess of Lolth enters.<br/><br/>She has a sly smile on her face, as she looks from Talen to Narlros and back.  "Jivvust xuil l' kul'gobuss ph' udos, Narlros?"  the priestess asked him.  Narlros glares at her, "Lu' vel'bol xun dos kyon? Dos said il zhahus d' nau kl'ae." he replied.<br/><br/>With a haughty laugh, the priestess begins to turn back towards the door stopping briefly only to reply, "Inbal dosst jivvin waela jaluk, drill xun ajak dosst k'lar."  Narlros gives her a somewhat mocking bow as she leaves and closes the door behind her.<br/><br/>Waiting for the footsteps of the priestess and her guards to be down the hall, Narlros turns back to Talen.  "Doer pholor, ol kluthak udos ph' leaving."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Translated Conversation</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>She has a sly smile on her face, as she looks from Talen to Narlros and back.  "Playing with the prisoner are we, Narlros?"  the priestess asked him.  Narlros glares at her, "And what do you care?  You said she was of no use." he replied.<br/><br/>With a haughty laugh, the priestess begins to turn back towards the door stopping briefly only to reply, "Have your fun foolish male, but do remember your place."  Narlros gives her a somewhat mocking bow as she leaves and closes the door behind her.<br/><br/>Waiting for the footsteps of the priestess and her guards to be down the hall, Narlros turns back to Talen.  "Come on, it seems we are leaving."</div></div>