"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.”
Tzedaka looks at the man, suspecting from the start that he is not what he shows (She thinks him a deity or demon) and her eyes glow bright blue, her hair blowing in an unnatural wind as she pulls back her hood, that conceals her clear skin, revealing her angelic features.
"Hiding is easy. But to show ones true self is a risk. Only den can trust be forged and bonds be real. Otherwise, we vill leave you to your "fishing."
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" Over the years? Tens of Thousands. Today? None...yet."
"Tens of Thousands?"
Banzo ponders the math for a moment.
"To think there could be so many!"
Tzedaka looks at the man, suspecting from the start that he is not what he shows (She thinks him a deity or demon) and her eyes glow bright blue, her hair blowing in an unnatural wind as she pulls back her hood, that conceals her clear skin, revealing her angelic features.
"Hiding is easy. But to show ones true self is a risk. Only den can trust be forged and bonds be real. Otherwise, we vill leave you to your "fishing."