The meeting of the drows

Λđønałł- : --The words from the strange male were heeded,
with no reply, only eyes conveying the simple fact that he heard the man's
every word and it was all comprehended quite clearly. It would be the girls
screams he would hear first and he would only laugh. -c-


Λđønałł- : -c- "Oh dear girl I will bring havoc
everywhere I go..and I am sure there are some here who can testify to
that." Mason's ranting would draw his attention to the male and he would
raise a brow. "His" land? Since when in the hell did people own land
now?-c


Λđønałł- : -c- Eyes would glare, staring directly at him
allowing him to know that as of now he wasn't sure if he could stomach his
attitude. But without hesitation he would step back off the land and away from
the tiny temper throwing girl all the while wearing -c-


Λđønałł-
: -c- that anger edging smirk upon his face. Turning his stone blue eyes would
fall upon the open door to the private house area...head tilting as he spotted
Maya. And who was that behind her...was that the man? The very man he despised
and had never -c-


Λđønałł- : -c- met? Oh this was grand, truely. Slow steps
would be taken pulling him away from the group he had been with and in Maya's
direction, a grin still worn as he took patient steps towards her.--





-Maya- : -She glanced behind her at Izzinidia who was now
behind her and Zillah, so it was obvious no one drowned the other...-
"There's a fight going on outside and..." -She glanced out to see
Adonall coming towards them...her heart began to pound suddenly in ->


-Maya-
: her chest at the fact...Izzi was surely mad at Adonall and Adonall didn't
seem too happy even if he wore that grin upon his face. She wanted to suddenly
shut that door and lock it but...- "Uh-oh..." -would be all she could
muster out from that one and ->


-Maya-
: already she began to step inside, hoping to direct Izzi away, but she knew it
was too late and already she began to turn around and face her brother...-
"Don't do anything bad to him, Izzi! I don't care if you keep giving me
that look!" -Brows knitted, ->


-Maya- : not even thinking that
Adonall would just love to prod Izzinidia a few times with his sword...-





Zillah
: :: she'd only caught the tail end of the goings on, eyes mostly on the rather
loud and blustery Mason rather then the others. oh, but then *that* figure
shifted into view and the color brought on by her fever drained from the
assassin's face. no good, >
Zillah : this was not how
one wanted people to meet. especially when both wanted the other's head ona
platter for one reason or another. a trembling hand moved to brush Maya's
shoulder, soft words trickling out with mild effort " you stall Adonall,
i'll take >>
Zillah : care of
Izzi." that was the tenative plan anyway, not that either male was likely
to heed their words and actions. but Adonall surely wouldn't attack a man with
out a blade,. right? and of course Izzi wouldn't use his magic...oh this was
not going to>>


Zillah
: end well by any stretch of the imagination. snow bit into the bare soles of
her feet, a shock of cold locking muscles in place for a moment before the numb
tingle over ruled. cautious steps moved her before the drow, back to the
approaching half breed,>


Zillah
: palms pressing against broad shoulders " please, don't do anything
stupid...." it was more a of vocal prayer to the gods that neither would
behave poorly. there was serious doubt anyone was listening::








Lindsay
: :: He found himself walking right into a snowball, but an agile movement of
his hand brought the wide head of his staff in front of his face to bloack the
missile assault. It seemed that now he was to be the object for amusement this
evening, at the [c]


Lindsay
: hands of an orc. When the wide head of the staff moved from in front of his
face, he had a grimace on his features that displayed quite clearly his lack of
pleasure with the playful assault. He would mind his tongue, though. The brute
probably didn't[c


Lindsay
: have a clue how civilized folk behaved in the world, and the fact that it was
out here probably meant it had been cut off from it's tribes. He spoke to it
like one would a child who had behaved badly, "You should not throw things
at people. It is not[c]


Lindsay
: very nice, nor the slightest bit acceptable. Reserve such behavior for your
friends and foes, not strangers." With that said, he began his approach
towards the creature.. and beyond her.. the door. His little archon was
whizzing it's way in circles [c]


Lindsay
: aroundd the head of the staff, making annoyed little buzzing sounds. Ignoring
the orc from that point on, he tried to comfort his little celestial friend,
"I doubt she has a cllue of hat to do to behave better. Patience,
tolerance, my friend." Now, [c]


Lindsay
: eyes looked for the drow. There were quite a few people in the doorway, it
seemed. Perhaps he should come another time. His voice called out, though, to
be sure this was the man he looked for, "Izzinidia?" ::





Mϋгź : -narrowed
her eyes at the man with a wide grin on her face, exposing those nearly white
canines at the man "man speak of if he is one of the Orc..." she
would play stupid for now, since he assumed she had little to no intelligence
what so ever with how >


Mϋгź : the way she dressed. The orc growled lowly, arms
coming to cross and fold over her breasts, muscles buldging. Murz smirked at
the man and watched him move along "I am educated..." she growled
lowly "we orc are more intelligent than you give us credit for>


Mϋгź : tiny
man.." she snorted, turning her head way as she observed the others, why
was this one such a princess? Human men were so confusing to her kind, even
human women were stronger then men now a days, or atleast it seemed that way to
her "tiny girl.more >


Mϋгź : like
it.." she whispered about him, moving more into the snow and away from the
door, heading for the hopefully frozen stream, needing to cross and be on her
way-

Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: Oh darn, it certainly appeared that one form of entertainment was quite
finished, and yet another embroiled at the very entrance of the Tea House.
Seriousely was this all anyone did anymore was grumble and argue of petty
things? Were there not more-c-
Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl : important matters to tend to? Still her gaze observed a
while longer, the robed one, the missionary was still hovering around it
seemed. Yet she had reserved judgement on the golliath of a monk for the time
being, Yet it did not always bestill thoughts-c


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: of the thousand and one ways to crawl beneath such a paladin's armored flesh.
Ahh those were the days. Feet settle upon the limb placently in balance, her
staff was twirled with expertise to rest at her side as she rose in smooth
weaving up from her -c-


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: relaxing position. The cold was becoming too much even for she who did not
get Ill by being within it for long periods of time. Still instead of leaping
from the limb she hovered upward until feet no longer touched, then started
levetating towards the-c-


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: ground from her perch. Obsidian and gold fluttered about the backs of her
limbs and ankles, and snowy tendrils dance in thick luster as at last feet
settled to the ground and she stood in the behind those gathered so near to the
orafice of the building.-f








-Izzinidia-
: -The man already had his eyes staring out of that door way at the man who was
coming towards them. It didn't even take a second for the man to realize on who
it was and already he found himself to glower in disapproval at this whole
thing. Of course, ->


-Izzinidia-
: his eyes had heard the sound of his voice coming from somewhere, although his
eyes merely glanced for a moment at Lindsay before landing back upon Adonall.
Of course Maya was already turning around to face Adonall in hopes of keeping
him back, but Izzi ->


-Izzinidia-
: was barely paying attention to that. Luckily, he couldn't just throw Zillah
and Maya aside considering...well it was because of them that this whole angery
quarrel was becoming alive.- "So we meet at last, Adonall." -His name
was mocked some, lips ->


-Izzinidia-
: curling from the snear of dispise that rose upon his face. Funny how they
were both upset over two women that weren't even truly their sisters...He
wouldn't move, despite words being spoken by Zillah, he wanted to strangle the
man so much for what he ->


-Izzinidia- : did...-





Λđønałł- : --Maya would be seen stepping towards him, the
words from Izzinidia barely registered in that chaotic state of mind. If anyone
truely knew him they would know that the grin he wore was interpreted as a
lunatic style anger. Eyes saw Zillah for the first-c-


Λđønałł- : -c- time trying to stop the male from coming
towards him. His only true obstacle was Maya. Without a word he would gently
move around her, if she got in the way a gentle push would be offered to place
her out of his way, nothing that would cause her -c-


Λđønałł- : -c- any harm or to fall. In a blur of motions he
would walk along side both Izzinidia and Zillah, and his right hand would snap
out fingers moving to curl within the Elf's hair. If successful he would pull
roughly, slamming the Elf against the wall -c-


Λđønałł-
: -c-, the next blur would have his left hand unsheathing his blade and holding
it across the man's neck. Hate lined those stone blue eyes, strands of black
hair scattered all across his face, his own brought right up to the male's.
"Maybe I should -c-


Λđønałł- : -c- let you feel the pain you inflict on others
who are undeserving of it hmm?" Jaw clenched tightly, each breath heavy
bursting across Izzinidia's face. He knew one of the girls would do something,
and was nearly waiting for it because he knew he would-c


Λđønałł-
: -c- kill the damn man.—


Lindsay : :: His response to the orc's words were quite
simple, and thoroughly dismissive, even mocking, "If orc want be treated
like adult, perhaps orc should act like adult." He might have continued
the banter, finding it amusing, but it appeared that [c]


Lindsay
: bloodshed was about to erupt in front of him. His voice raised to almost a
yell, and out came his voice, "Please, there must be some other solution
to this!" He knew that his words would sound ridiculous to these obviously
combative males... both of[c]


Lindsay
: them having drow blood in their veins at that... but he simply must attempt
to diffuse the situation. His mind raced through possibilities. He could call
for Ulrick, who may or may not make short work of at least one of them, or he
could.. yes! He had[


Lindsay
: his solution, tipping the head of the staff down towards his free hand,
holding it so that the palm was in contact, and starting to mutter a little
prayer as he stepped forward towards the group, "Holy light, come forth
and shatter the darkness..." A[c]


Lindsay
: gentle glow began at the end of the staff, and it steadily grew, hidden by
his hand. As it grew in intensity, he pleaded once more, "Please, let us
solve this problem without the shedding of blood." He didn't hav a clue
what they were fighting about. :





-Maya-
: -Well hell, she was trying to get in his way but he just kept bloody well
pushing her about, failure...Of course when she finally turned around, already
Adonall was at her brothers throat...promising words that seemed almost too
confusing...wasn't it->


-Maya-
: suppose to be the other way around? Where Izzi had Adonalls throat? She stood
there in the door way, eyes widening even from the words Izzi spoke of...-
"Stop it you two! Don't do this!" -Her head shook, quickly moving
forward in her attempts to curl ->


-Maya-
: her arms around Adonalls body in hopes of prying him away from her brother...Of
course, now there was someone else outside who was trying to get involved yet
they didn't understand this whole thing...it wasn't just something that had to
be done the holy->


-Maya-
: mans way, this had to be done the drow way, or at least some sort of way
other than ripping eachothers heads off!- "Why are you being like this,
Adonall?! I can understand Izzi, but you?!" -Constantly would be the
tugging on the man, of course with ->


-Maya-
: perhaps no results Although he had to look behind him at that holy man and
even in her own anger she shouted.- "You don't hurt them either, you
big....big thing whoever you are!"

Zillah : :: eyes widened at the sight of that grin, the
foreward and aggressive motion startling even her. she'd crossed steel with the
half breed before, knew he was more prone to toying with others before simple
slicing them up, this tactic had her rocking >>


Zillah
: back on her heels for a few seconds. hands twitched reflexively only to come
up decidedly empty. that was certainly soemthing to break through that haze of
depression and spark that temper. " Damn it!" a few more colorful
curses would accompany that >>


Zillah : expletive. for all the
times for her to walk around completely unarmed it would have to be the night
they met. the gods were truely against her. blood began a dull roar in her ears,
the steady rise of that temper fueling the fever that still clutched>>


Zillah
: at her body and causing sweat to bead upon flushed skin. the cold had numbed
those bare toes and was steadily working upward towards ankles, yet all was
ignored in the clash of tempers, even the intrusive holy man. her right fist
cocked back, blow aimed>


Zillah
: for the half breed's shoulder. even if it hit it lacked the normal force and
would likely just be a mild annoyance. oh all the times to end up sick.....::





Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl : White brows rose perceptively at the
actions of the two males. Now this was interesting, and yet she heard the
sacriliage of the moment spill from the robed figure as he tried to intrude,
and the fiesty fist swinging of the Human female Zillah, but the-c-


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: pleading of the young drow female almost made her groan outwardly instead of
inwardly as she did. Standing back from the rest of them, still as of yet
unnoticed by all gathered before the domocile. Gripping her staff in her right
gauntleted hand lowered-c


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: it briskly to the tamped snowy earth briskly that had a vibration ebb across
the ground in a good diameter circle with its contact. It might be felt as far
as fifteen feet around her. Yet the breath she inhaled and the word.. One
singular word would be-c-


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: uttered in a commanding tone that broke no argument, and to think it came
from one as petite as she at that was a miracle. "VOST!!" (Cease) was
the word spoken in cliped gutteral distate at the display being presented for
one and all to bear w itness -c-


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: to. Her violet depths blazed as their glareing rested on each person in front
of her. She might have done more, if not for the fact that Zillah was human,
and with child at that, and if the peaked coloration was any indication quite sick
at the moment,-c


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: would not have been able to handle anything further than what she had done.
Otherwise she would have seperated them all with a blast of psionic's which
could have compelled their bodies in scatterd directions through the air till
they landed in heaps. -c-


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: But control was key and she controled her innate abilities far too well. For
the moment her only thought was of stopping this without harm done, especially
at the moment to the one most in need of aid not combat. -f-





-Izzinidia-
: -Why was he laughing now? Even after this man had a hold of his head and was
slamming it into the wall? Oh, thats right...- "Go ahead and do your
worst! I'm quite prepared for any torture or death!" -He glanced down to
Maya who was trying to pry Adonall->


-Izzinidia- : away and Zillah
punching Adonall...That brought another thing to say as eyes of cobalt hue
landed on another set of blue.- "Oh and lets not forget what Maya would
think if you do anything to me, or even Zillah, who's not only pregnant, but
sick. Yeah, ->


-Izzinidia-
: you'll be solving all the worlds problems by getting rid of this nonamed
monster! So go right ahead and get it over with!" -Of course he would look
out that door at whoever was out there trying to interferee, but really, what
could they all do? ->


-Izzinidia-
: He didn't even raise a hand to stop Adonall, didn't even dodge his attacks
when he moved between the two women to get to him. Was it stupidity or was he
proving a point that he was truly with no value to his own life?...-








Λđønałł- : --Maya pulling on him, Zillah punching him, and
the careless words the man spoke angered him all in different ways. First the
fact Zillah would even birth the male's child disgusted him beyond belief, and
that Maya didn't think he had any reason to be -c-


Λđønałł- : -c- mad boggled his mind though he figured some
details had been left out to her. The lunatic praying man was entirely ignored
because he knew he would eventually kill the man if he let such things bother
him. "Oh seems you are quite a catch for Zillah -c


Λđønałł-
: -c- and the Child you gave her, standing here willing to rid yourself of the
very life you have when at least one life depends on your worthless
existance." A growl would slip past his lips at the mans ignorance, that
blade forced a bit harder against -c-


Λđønałł-
: -c- the soft flesh of his neck leaving a small stream of blood behind as he
finally pulled back allowing Maya to do so. Narrowed eyes would turn to Zillah
noting she was sick and he would only shake his head before he would turn to
look at the -c-


Λđønałł- : -c- interfering stranger. Stone blue eyes gleamed
with rage, speaking to her now, still standing there allowing Maya to cling to
him, left hand holding blade tip to the floor. "I suggest you run along
little lady..." Eyes would turn back to stare upon -c-


Λđønałł-
: -c- Izzinidia and Zillah, still angered though seeing Zillah in the state she
was his anger was quickly subsiding, a sigh slipping past his lips finally
averting his eyes to the floor hair veiling his features.—

Lindsay
: :: Well, he had found himself thoroughly ignored, except by the girl, and he
seemed a bit... surprised that she thought that he might harm either of them.
"I wish for no harm to come to anyone in this place. You will find no
injury caused by me." It[c]


Lindsay
: was calm compared to his previous tone, where he had yelled at the two men.
They seemed to have come to their own brutal peace, with the agressor stepping
back. It was truly a shame that people had to act in such a manner. Whatever
this problem was,[c]


Lindsay
: could it only be solved by means of violence? It seemed so.. barbaric to
Lindsay. He had seen his fair share of violence in his time. He had tended to
the wounded and fallen, seen that they had their proper burial and trip to an
afterlife, but he had[c


Lindsay
: never seen the point to violence, except to combat true evil or to prevent
harm. This seemed to him like nothing more than a personal vendetta, easily
solved with words and maturity. He dispelled the light that had grown hidden by
his palm, and stuck[


Lindsay
: the end of his staff back into the snow. For now, he would simply watch the
scene. He really couldn't do much except try to blind them, and that, he
doubted, would do much good at all. Calling Ulrick would only mean more
bloodshed. He could do [c]


Lindsay
: nothing but sigh, watch it occur, and tend to what damage was done with the
dust settled. ::





-Maya-
: -Thank goodness he was at least pulling back...Those fingers clutching to
Adonalls Jacket so tightly that her knuckles were turning white. Her head had
found itself buried into the mans back, heavily breathing and yet it seemed
shuddered with this ->





-Maya- : anxiety coming over
her...After all, Izzi was her only family she had left, at least the only one
she had around who didn't try to kill her...And who knew where Vallyn was...Or
her father...- "Come on Adonall..." -She tried to tug on him a bit
more, ->


-Maya-
: attempting to take him into the teahouse or at least somewhere away from
Izzi...Would this man be as gentle with her if this had all happend in Imperial
Kingdom?...Would he try not to harm her if she got in his way? He seemed so
cold to her back then->


-Maya-
: and yet here she was, clutching to him with a plead to move him away without
any worry about him doing something to her...-








Zillah
: :: the world had narrowed between the two men that seemed the only constants
in her life. the angered shouts the careless way they both tossed her in as a
verbal bard to wound the other. it was enough to make even a calm being
overwrought with >>


Zillah : annoyance. and as
everyone knows she has never been a calm person. the temper was still held in
check, held back by a tenuous leash of self controle that was becoming more apt
to break with each muttered words and furious glare exchanged. only when >>


Zillah : the half breed moved
back did her expression shift, turn to something hard and weary. sweat was
still trickling down the side of her face, soaking into the short tresses that
accentuated those large, fever bright, eyes. steps pulled the small frame
>>


Zillah : between them, back to
Adonall while one hand moved to press against the wound on Izzi's neck. her
head would swivle about to deliver a reproachful look to the man she called
brother, soft words filling the void of silence >>


Zillah : " for the blood we
have shared i beg you be at peace, brother" the tone was more command than
an appeal, but there was nothing to back up the unspoken threat. it was only a
matter of time before this boot of adrenaline wore off and sent her crashing,>>


Zillah : but for the time being
she was once more that deifant killer they all knew and....tolerated::








Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: Little Lady? Oh the wry smirk that graced those dark features, and yes..
amusement lept into those violet depths at his words. Still her brow would arch
as she murmured, knowing without a doubt her voice would be heard as if she
stood at his very side.-c-


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: " Touche.. to use my size as an arbitor of belittling.. but do not let
your eyes decieve, this 'little lady' as you call me can bring you to your
knees and have you writhing in torturouse agony begging for release without
lifting a finger. " Was it a-c-


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: threat? perhaps, though har to tell given the amusement in her gaze. It just
was well for his benenfit that she had a personality unlike many of her kindred
who did not. Still at least he had ceased weather it was her word that had
broken the two apart,-c


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: or the actions of the two women that the men seemed fond of was another
situation entirely, and not one pondered on for long. Instead she flicked her
gaze between them all and eased forward with swaying deadly gracee. Habitual
were her guestures,-c-


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: silent, strong, and calm was her presence and poise. To the door she would
go, and past them all she would tread though a gentler expression than the
harsh glare of previouse was inplace on her veneer towards Zillah and Izzi. To
have heard-c-


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: Izzi's blasphemy in giving up his life so quickly was absurd to her. Had she
not fully broke through his thick skull in their conversation last night?
" Zillah yes?.. " she wished only to be sure she got the name
correct. " Go inside, and bring Izzi-c-


Âláüñïïrâ Ðäläêl
: with you, you will do him no good at all if you collapse before you've fully
tended to him. " -f-