<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=133364.msg5967676#msg5967676">Quote from: Tagan on 08-03-2012, 03:06:36</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">When the Priestess of Lolth enters, Talen lowers her eyes as a slave or lower class might in such a one's presence.  Inwardly she trembles, fearing discovery, but sighs with relief when the woman leaves without recognition.  She thinks, <em>So few outside my family would recognize me... but it's bad enough, knowing Lolth has a hand in... in whatever this is.</em><br/><br/>When Narlros speaks, Talen nods, but says nothing else that the Priestess might hear.  She just stands and follows Narlros.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Narlros takes little note of Talen's reaction, he moves quickly through the halls back towards the Arena.  Looking only over his shoulder somewhat absently on occasion, to make sure Talen is still following him.  Why had his sister decided to get involved with his affairs now?  And she was wearing her robes, she was either under some delusions...or had she really found favor again?  Delusions, seemed more likely...he had seen what had happened to the rest of his family.  And he had heard stories of another priestess that had been used by Lolth, just to achieve or well try to achieve a goal.  Yes, delusions seemed more likely...he looked over his shoulder at Talen again, what had she meant by another way?<br/><br/>Narlros, sighed to himself as the Arena came into view.  He'd have to worry about that later...if there was a later.  First, he would have to hope, she would still help him.  He stopped and gently pulled Talen to the side.  "Orn dos xxizz uns'aa xor naut?"<br/><br/>(<em>"Will you help me or not?"</em>)