❛ you have no power over me. ❜ // @starlyht { sol'rys }
Nere laughs, loud and sudden and sharp. It is neither a kind nor a happy sound, a fact that likely becomes as apparent with the disdainful expression as he regards the other male drow.
"You say that as though I should wish to make such a claim," Nere answers, shaking his head.
"What need have I for a sellsword when I am no doubt just as adept—if not more so—in battle? You far overestimate your importance."
"And yet! perhaps it is Baenre with whom you intended to speak, and wished only my critique on the delivery of such a proclamation. If that is the case, I would recommend having a blade at the ready. You might need it."
❛ i just like to argue with you cause it’s funny. ❜ // @starlyht { Sszefryn }
"And yet, perhaps it would be best were you to seek out that barbarian or the ranger. Such individuals should be more well-suited to provide you with a conversation more closely aligned to your own level of understanding."
"I prefer to waste neither my time nor my breath for another moment with refuting the utterly insipid utterances of the unenlightened."
And with that, he returns his attention to the heavy tome he had been studying prior to this ridiculous discussion.
❛ i’ve met scarecrows with more spine than you ❜ // @starlyht { kyran }
"Twice over would you have been gutted in Menzoberranzan for such assumptions. The first: that you assume a lack of interest in these petty conflicts and squabbles indicates a lack of spine. The second: that you assume you might speak to me in such a manner unanswered."
The drow corners a look of warning at the other, though he makes no move yet to rise from his place at the campfire.
"I have deigned to bestow upon you this first and only warning; know that I will not give another."