Nathe couldn't hide the interest from his eyes as he looked upon their homes. The drow had managed to convert the stone caves into homes just as well, creating catacombs of buildings beneath the earth, very similar to the way the dwarves set themselves up. This, though...it required an artistry that the drow simply did not possess. He looked up at the houses perched among the trees, seeing figures flit between branches from time to time. It seldom happened with the current entourage, but once was enough to paint an idea of how the elves traveled among their tree dwellings. It was rather interesting to think about.

However, noticing that this was the majority of their buildings, the drow hesitated before speaking out. "I hope your taking me somewhere on solid ground," he commented. "No way I'd be able to climb that like this." Not only was his hands tied behind his back, but his wound would make it difficult for him to take part in such a rigorous activity.