Zarbyn accepts the ring Lira offers him with a crooked smirk and replies, "Does this mean we are promised to each other now?"
He only waits a moment to see if his joke lands, hoping a misplaced attempt at levity will ease the tension of the situation.
After seeing Lira take a red sash he will also retrieve one and tuck it away in the case it could prove useful for disguises.
"Good idea Lira, this could prove useful." Zarbyn then glances forward and back to check if anyone, including any guards or watch have spotted the fighting on the bridge.
"Let's get moving, we should put distance between us and this..." he looks around at the bodies of the bandits, "bridge."
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
— A basic prayer.
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Zarbyn accepts the ring Lira offers him with a crooked smirk and replies, "Does this mean we are promised to each other now?"
He only waits a moment to see if his joke lands, hoping a misplaced attempt at levity will ease the tension of the situation.
After seeing Lira take a red sash he will also retrieve one and tuck it away in the case it could prove useful for disguises.
"Good idea Lira, this could prove useful." Zarbyn then glances forward and back to check if anyone, including any guards or watch have spotted the fighting on the bridge.
"Let's get moving, we should put distance between us and this..." he looks around at the bodies of the bandits, "bridge."