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❛ We must move on, we cannot linger. ❜ // @lcftyambiticns

"That may well be the most sensible statement you have made since first our paths crossed," he retorts, though there is not the prior sharpness to his tone [ perhaps owing to exhaustion and no small number of injuries ].

"One would think, having encountered undead guardians, magma mephits, an adamantine golem, more magma mephits, and a lava elemental should prove more than sufficient cause to depart. To remain in this accursed place any longer would almost undoubtedly welcome some further misfortune, the severity of which I do not care to learn."

At the slur, the totally unabashed vitriol of the ignorant or perhaps the willfully stupid, Nere's own expression darkens as the sky before a storm, crimson eyes flashing dangerously as they narrow. Drawing up to his full height, he lowers his head to make a point of looking down at the other.

"You are the one who should show caution, fool. What-ever your alleged power, it would be a difficult feat indeed to cast your paltry spells with neither tongue nor hands."

LORROAKAN'S SELF-IMPORTANT expression darkened, hazel eyes narrowing.

"Careful, underelf," he hissed, his tone dripping with venom. The way he spat the word carried all the disdain he harbored for their kind ——cave-dwelling savages, as far as he was concerned. "Lest I decide to end your pitiful existence."

He raised his chin, arrogance shielding his ire. "...Consider yourself fortunate that we have need of you intact," he sneered, gesturing dismissively in the drow's direction. Taunting. Smug. "Deluded and, ah, confused as you are, there is still a chance — however slim — that you might prove useful."