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Sshizna clicked her tongue as she watched the bard's inexplicable joy. The die he had fished out of the frog's mouth seemed like such an altogether useless trinket that the Yuan-ti could not [i]fathom [/i]it warranting such a strong reaction.

Her attention was redirected from the senseless man back to Rory soon enough however, when the latter told her the land had been split. Sshizna stared at the woman, incredulous, expecting this to be one of those 'jokes' her mentor had told her about. But when Rory turned back to the bard without any signs of laughter she could discern, Sshizna quickly realized the elf had spoken true. [i]They [/i]had [i]split the land[/i] after they'd seized it! Those detestable, putrescent sacks of—

She was, if only for a moment, aflush with genuine anger, to an extent it surprised her. Feelings, when they did come, were more akin to suggestions, whispers Sshizna had to truly focus on to understand. Yet now, she needed no help deciphering what was happening; why her pulse quickened, and her lips curled back into a snarl.

Oh, the irony. [i]She [/i]would be proud of such a display, she was sure. But Sshizna herself was not. She inhaled so sharply it became a hiss, then took the opportunity to turn back to the bard. She had paid attention to [i]something [/i]he had said, at the very least.

[color=#C5AF3F]"Here in [i]Prisssmeer[/i], promisssesss bind usss. I will sssee to it that you do indeed repay thisss debt.[/color]

She turned back to the elf.[color=#C5AF3F] "I ssshall accompany you, to whoever thisss... Clapperclaw isss. I believe I mussst learn more of what hasss become of the land I knew, before I can hope to ressstore it."[/color]
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