Yevaud
It seemed a shadow descended on the chamber as the blackened speach of the drow was used. But it instantly brought his mind around to the immediate danger such a creature posed. He could not leave the drow to escape. It's evil was a blight upon all that was good and pure in the world. Yevaud pinned the guard to the floor with his gaze and said in a low voice, tinged with a not so subtle warning, "See that she is kept safe, I've a drow to attend to" He then moved her hands carefully from his shoulders and set out the way she had come, not heeding whether the others were following him or not.
[ 05-04-2005, 03:24 PM: Message edited by: Morgeruat ]
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