Oh crap, she had offended it.

More worrying was that the sword could be offended, and could share that information with her. She almost dropped it right then and there, letting it clatter to the floor and leaving it stranded in the dark until someone else stumbled along and found it. Something about it, thought, instead made her grip on the hilt tighten. Something incredibly familiar. 

"I certainly can't do any worse than he did." She replied, trying to summon up some of that imperiousness that came so naturally to every other member of her family. She was sheriff around these parts now, if only because she had discovered her commanders brutally decapitated corpse. If there was a threat to the dungeon that was still her responsibility.

She glanced at the yawning mouth of the tunnel the other dark elf had disappeared into and gulped. "Right, lets go get this creep!" She said, pointing her new sword in its direction. She marched forward, discarding her torch and picking up the lantern along the way as she followed after him. Of course the branching paths of the Everdark were intentionally twisted and confusing. There was no guarantee that she would find her quarry. It was more likely that he was going to get lost, eaten by some desperate dungeon denizen, or starve to death walking in circles. There was no telling where they would be spit out.

"So," she started as she walked, making conversation just for the sake of hearing another voice. "Do you know why these guys are here? Was that guy always your master or did you get picked up along the way?"

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