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"I have no quarrel with any of her mercenary pets so long as they do not overstep their bounds—or presume to think that, because they are many and I am one, I would be easy prey that they might further their standing in the camp."

Of course, even as Nere stares across to where the drow mercenaries sit together within their own space, two of them glance his way as they whisper amongst themselves. He has no doubt that they are having a similar discussion about what they might do if he should try anything against them.

Such is the way of the Underdark.

Not that it matters to him now...

Whatever the mercenaries might choose when all is said and done, he may never return to the Underdark, no matter how his light-sensitive eyes might strenuously protest the damnable sunlight of the Above.

"... If it is an agreement of non-hostility that you seek from me, I give you my word that I shall not be the aggressor. However, if any should intend me harm, I shall not hesitate to put a permanent end to such ill-conceived endeavors."

{@neredoesnotfail liked for a short starter}

"If we cannot trust each other, we're dead, no matter what we choose." Their little group's most recent additions all seemed terribly suspicious of each other, but surely none of them were foolish enough to play the traitor's part, dooming themselves along with everyone else.