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Arlyth scowled, "It is a Thri-kreen - they eat elven children. They eat the flesh of other sentient beings; thats more then enough to deserve our enimity!" then he hissed, "And look how it stares at Alliene. It would like nothing better then to kill her," he paused, then snarled, "I've had dealings with this vile race in the past... we should destroy it; before it can destroy us. It will betray us if we allow to live." Then Arlyth looked directly at the beast and snarled in it's own language, "Petty creature; you are no match for our might; explain your purpose here, or begone. If you envoke hostilities, you shall be destroyed. Attacking the dark one would be a waste of your life... but go ahead. Do it. The less of your kind around, the better!" Though Alae, Alaerth & Alliene couldn't understand what Arlyth was saying, his tone was clear. He was taunting the thing after questioning it. One had to wonder at his personal hatred of the Thri-kreen, and how he had learnt their customs and language. "Well?" he demanded, "State your being; who are you? Why are you here?" The young elf turned his attention to Gus, and replied in common, "Keep silent fool! If you have nothing constructive to say, then do not speak! Let me deal with this abomination." turning his attention back to the Kreen, he finished, "I must appologise for my... comrade's ignorence. He is foolish. Do you respect our might, or do you want a confrontation? The choice is yours. Answer my questions; or face me in combat." the elf's eyes held a definate light in them, and the Kreen could sense he wanted nothing more then to slay it. Hatred washed over from the elf in waves.
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