"At least he'll keep a watchful eye on them." Laele said as she followed Rhyldaer. As long as the merchandise wasn't injured to the point that they would lose value in the market, she wasn't too concerned on how they were treated. She was more than happy to let Haelerin stand guard since she wouldn't have the dull task of watching the prisoners as often as she might have done so with another drow other than Haelerin.

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"From what I've seen, there's three of those monsters out there." Orin said with disgust in his voice as he moved to Zed and worked on untying him. "Do your kind not have stories about drows?" He was a little surprised that the woman was asking about the drows. To him it seemed to be something that should be common knowledge, even to those from a different race. "Even as a child, I heard stories of drows and their tendency to gather slaves, even from lying old men as it appears to be." 

"So wait, the stories are true?" Harper asked. Hearing Althea's voice comforted the girl, knowing that she wasn't alone in the dark and as her eyes became adjusted to the dark, she listened to the Althea and a dwarf talk to each other. The situation they were in seemed dire. A few nights around the campfire she heard a few of her companions tell stories of their travels. Some true while others told for fun to see if Harper would fall for their tall tales and although she never admitted it to her old companions, she was never too sure what to believe. 

"Yes, very true and probably much more seeing that we've only heard the stories from those that escaped and lived to tell the tales." Orin said as he made his way back to his makeshift bed and sat down.

"Well, don't worry. We'll be one of those that will add to the tale." Zed said with determination in his voice. There has to be a weakness of some sort that we can take advantage of. We'll just have to find it."