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Zennenn bowed to Alliene and requested, "Might I speak with you later, my Mistress? Perhaps tommorow?" he bowed before her again, his bow far lower then it had to be. The last drow just whimpered "Mistress, please, show mercy... just let me explain" he simpered, and withdrew an amulet "This contains information on the enemy house... please... show mercy?" he begged, "Please let me serve you." he begged. One of the priestesses spoke, "Why would she want a dog like you? Drow need to be strong. You are worst then an elf. A slave has more backbone then you. You'd make a good slave, if the Mistress let you live. Kicked around and beaten like the dog you are." she sneered. Sui'aerl rolled her eyes, walked over to the prostrate drow, and lifted him up by his chin. "Your sniverling sickens me. If the mistress does let you live, report to me and then I shall beat you. As you so richly deserve." then she dropped him, and he fell face forwards with a "Yes priestess" quivering in fear, and Sui'aerl asked "By your leave, Mistress? I am sick of watching this dog. If I may be excused? I trust you'll torture those two on the rack. It might be an object lesson to let the dog watch before you put him down. If you plan to." she left the room.
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