It took a while, but ultimately the party which by now was standing on the other side of the miniature river could hear the outburst of the one exception that still was behind. An-Hasst had reached for one of the bajonets of his crossbow and rammed it from right to left into the the trunk of an oversized mushroom. He blissfully ignored the fact that there was strange and supicious smelling fluid seeping out of it and decided to clean his blade by slashing right into another plant that looked different.

[color=ffff00]"Those drow bitches!"[/color] or so was what could be understood, anger being the obvious companion of his muttering's tone. Now who would still dare to talk about their foes in a sense of superiority, believing that they were on the same level in general as their rickety, half-assed smithing goods that could be considered an insult against every dwarf ? Not many understood the art of teleporation, and even fewer knew how to compress it into a tiny item like a ring. The Skayleigh strapped his weapon onto his back again and thudded through what was barely able to flow over the top of his feet.

It appeared that Settionne was already busy doing what he could do best: Wrap every unexpected newcomer into a layer of... how to call it ? Anyway! It was way too thick and ugly! Yet quite a bit to his surprise the small man didn't opt for opening her chains unconditionally. Yet again how would they be able to find out if whatever she'd answer would be the truth ? With regard to that matter An-Hasst would have preferred leaving her chains locked at least until they were out of this mess and even moreso he would have preferred leaving this [i]particular[/i] place as soon as possible instead of acting like diplomats.

He couldn't help but try to imitate Settionne's soothing tone, but as if by magic it immediately turned out to be exactly the kind of utter, sarcasm-infiltrated failure he had hoped for: [color=ffff00]"If you allow I'll add in some other measures to make sure that, independent of the lady's response, we're as safe as we can assure ourselves to be here."[/color] Having made this kind of announcement towards the man, he started probing Aeryn's clothing and body with his giant hands, checking if there was any hidden weaponry. Of course, if there should turn out to be such, he'd try to remove it from her immediately.

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