“Be sssure to ssshoot me if you sssee me leaving.”
Briwyn closes her eyes for a few seconds, as if concentrating, she then opens them again
Briwyn: Nysia, may I speak with you in private?
“If you don’t stop falsly accusing my friends, you may be adding zat to your agenda.”
“There’s evidence to suggest that so it’s normal, I think. So who’s sleeping with me?”
Grimm nods at Nysia. “You two handle 'ze 'zinking. I’ll handle 'ze delivering of justice!”
“Impossible.” Grimm shakes his head. “Val wouldn’t kill 'zomeone unless she had just cause. She 'vould tell us of 'zis.”
“Why would anyone kill the drow, though? I mean, if it’s money I can understand. But then the rich lady will be dead instead.”
Binkins: The Drow have certain stereotypes associated with them
Binkins: Ones that may make them desirable targets for human assassins or murderes
Binkins: No offence, Milady
Bysteria: Hmph
“My group is a bit reclusive from the norm of society, so I don’t really know.”
Rina seems to think again.
“I don’t know anything else we can do. There’s too little to work with.”
“Vhy don’t we just all pair up in one room? 've have some sleeping mats we can use. 've can take turns taking watch until we reach our destination. 'Zat 'vay no one can get 'ze jump on us.” Grimm suggests (to the party only, not the guests.)