[H1][center] El [/center][/h1]

'A High Elf calling a Drow and a mut heroes, oh how amusing' the woman mused thoughtfully. El opened her mouth to respond,  but a sharp tongue cut her off.

'Must she antagonize them? I'd rather not have to kill this day, there are better ways to spend my day.' El thought scornfully.

And then listening to the Hero of the East's response,  Lady above. There is enough arrogance and hatred swimming the air today.

Watching the High Elf's temper be tested was amusing though. 

"Children, must I act the school marm? Or can we act at least a smidgen of our age?" El drawled at, annoyance twisted into the words. Bending down the woman lifted her pack, and her staff. leaning on the bone she walked forward "now, we are off to destroy an enemy, we don't need to attempt destroying each other first. It'd be a waste of time and effort. Let peace reign on this gods-forsaken journey, when we finish, we can kill each other joyfully, yes?"

Following Gripus, she began heading towards the West Gate. "I have everything I need here, we can stop to pick up some additional rations before we leave though. Assuming we need them."