Sil'danar nodded, "We'll stay together for now.  If nothing else, we can always head to The Promenade and see if the Church of Eilistraee has heard anything.  I figure some of the unsavory sorts around here might know more though for now."<br/><br/>The streets of Skullport, are filled with slaves and slave traders, people openly trading all sorts of "illegal" goods, and nearly every manner of Underdark demi-human and intelligent being known.  A couple of drow reach for their blades at the sight of the two elves, but back down when Sil'danar has his at their throats before they even have theirs drawn.  The street goes near silent with tension, "Ori'gato udossa k'lararl xor Usstan zhal kus dos ulu l' Rendan ulu thalra dosst errdegahr quar'valsharess." Sil'danar says to the two drow in their own language.<br/><br/>The two eye him dangerously, but slowly nod and ease their hands from their weapons. "Dos inbalus alurl kyorl dosst rath faerie." one of the drow replies, before turning to walk away.  As the two drow walk away and Sil'danar slips his swords back into their sheaths, the rest of the street eyes your group especially the bladesinger, then as if nothing had happened the busy street returned to its former state.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Translations</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ori'gato udossa k'lararl xor Usstan zhal kus dos ulu l' Rendan ulu thalra dosst errdegahr quar'valsharess.<br/><em>Let us pass or I shall send you to the Abyss to meet your demon goddess.</em><br/><br/>Dos inbalus alurl kyorl dosst rath faerie.<br/><em>You had best watch your back faerie.</em><br/></div></div>