Ithy shivered in the cold night air, he may have just slithered as fast as his scales could take him but was still cold-blooded. However, the appraising look of approval from the elf warmed the pit of his stomach. The exclamation of the woman quickly brought the realisation of their situation crashing back down upon him. 

The naga watched in panic as the elf contacted no other than Minister Feandra! What was he thinking? Yet as the conversation unravelled it was obvious that they had a special relationship that suddenly was no longer a danger but could actually be a saviour. [i]"Try Blind Hill..." [/i]The ambassador had a home there. Ideally located for many embassy staff as a show of impartiality. He nodded in response to the elf and realised he must speak to reassure the poor woman that along with her transformation, the magic of the elf he was quite an imposing figure, especially for those that had never spent any time with naga before. [i]"And this is... I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?" [/i]

[i][b]"Ambassador Ithnesi Rarrisa,"[/b][/i] he replied. [b][i]"But can we wait to be somewhere more secure and private for formal introductions?"[/i][/b] He tugged his collar up around his neck against the cold with a glance toward the horizon as it started to brighten. [b][i]"I know somewhere safe in Blind Hill but we need to hurry"[/i][/b], he demanded with a nod toward the woman, [b][i]"because you won't want to be out at dawn and unfortunately for us all, we're the only people you can trust right now..."[/i][/b]

He turned and slithered quickly down an alley. When you were a naga you needed to know the 'less-well-travelled' ways in and out of the city.

Optional - let me know if you want it in or out? 
He quickly slid up the tree onto his balcony and unlocked the numerous bolts on his front door whilst he waited for his bipedal companions to climb the ladders. 
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