[ She stabs into his side, and he hisses in pain, a long string of drow curses slipping from his lips as he falls to his knees, eyes rolling back in his head. Yep. So very dead.
... But so is almost everyone else in the room, at least among the visible. The distinguished man is kneeling in the center, hands behind his head, a drow woman in a skanky dress standing over him with the smuggest expression on her face. ]
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... But so is almost everyone else in the room, at least among the visible. The distinguished man is kneeling in the center, hands behind his head, a drow woman in a skanky dress standing over him with the smuggest expression on her face. ]