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"Ghosts and curses haunt the old city we do not date go there but I have been known to admire from a distance beyond the touch of corruption"
"Ghosts and curses haunt the old city we do not date go there but I have been known to admire from a distance beyond the touch of corruption"
"It is different.... " She sipped her wine and sipped her soup from the bowl.
"You made a name for yourself that is impersive."
"I seek the same but glory to bring home....."
She grinned as he bowed with a flourish "Drizzt. pleasure and do not worry I was born into battle I can handle anything tossed at me, my kind are constantly at war...."
"I never considered my kind lives underground but not so deep or dark as the drow."
In a necklace was a similar motiv a silver beetle over a white mushroom, Not unlike the silver beetle clipped into her hair.
"Forgive me, I am Lady Sharla Ithrill, of the Twilight Viel."
She put her hands up in mock surrender
"I do not know your goddess but my Pure one draws no ilk with you or your goddess that is all I can ask for."
She flashed her holy symbol which tucked away was different then the dove over the white rose.
She paused here and there trying to find the words at times.
She paused seeming satisfied and pulled out a chair setting down her wine and soup.
"Would be a waste of good wine." She grinned.
"Seems we are both strangers and yet you sound different not the same the Dro-h as ones I have known. Is this place neutral ground? Like a traders outpost..."
(( I had a lot of fun with @toxiclips.bsky.social @uncannyspiderman.bsky.social @angeloflight.bsky.social tonight playing BG3. Like a family.
he accent shone through even there. She seemed to study him looking for iconography of dark gods he might be in service.
She sipped her wine as she looked at him curiously.
She approached the table He could see her fingers moving and she spoke in some dialect of elvish. It didn't take him long to figure out what she was doing.
Zone of Truth was being cast.
"Mindin if I join you or should I worry about a poison in my drink dark one."
She spoke in undercommon though
She heard him shooting him a glance realizing she would no seat aside from the drow not to be trusted. Sure there were a few that cared for coin or good then doing harm but they were a rarity and until proven otherwise she treated if not open hostility open distrust
drow make. Symitar with serrated edges.
a dove over a white rose as a clasp on her cloak. a Slight shimmer of magic meant to obfuscate the original design.
The woman ignored looks
"Faereee (fire) Wine ifen you have it." An accent not one he was familiar with.
"And a hot meal whatever you have"
She had a blade it looked like
She set her mare to wait outside but through the window one could see a white pegasus preening its wings with its teeth. She came in sharp violet eyes swept over the room she was tall an even 6 foot. Towering even over some men.
She listened for a moment. She wore a strange emblem
kyre meaning Flawless in elvish
irinal "forsaken (used as a derisive term by surface elves to refer to Drow)
She sat by the river having traded her armour for a coton shift watching as her mount trank from the river as she sharpened her blade with a whet stone.
"We can not return home until we are π¬πΊπ³π¦ no longer marked as πͺπ³πͺπ―π’π"
Shalra is a Paladin convinced she with be the next Selatha or Queen Protectorate. A position held bey a woman of either combat prowess or will of the people. This means she must be a gifted orator and in combat.
Sharla seeks to prove herself before her goddess and her people.
Based on Blood and Shadows in the Kingdom's of Kalamar setting Sharla is a 6'0 tall blonde elf woman from the Twilight Veil.
Sharla is a Twilight Elf a cousin of the Drow.
Both descended of the first elves or so the legends say but tempted by dark powers. Seduced by wicked gods tainted by murder.
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"A lady should be able to read and write poetry as well as slay goblins. Refusal to take up a blade will not spare you its bite."
