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"If we spoke to the others about it and they all agree we may see, but I wouldn't go to them unless any of the other tribes refuse to give us aid. It's because the Northeastern drow. If you've seen one you've possibly seen most. Secretive and more to the point strange in behavior." Locien shrugged embarrassed at his slight awkwardness about the subject, because that almost sounds perfectly akin to him in some retrospects. He simply just turned his attention to how she was comparing his hand size.

If his skin was of the fair kind one would tell the slight blush forming around his cheeks. However he just said nothing about it. He simply sighed and looked at the direction of the inn and chuckled. "I bet the others are having lunch." He said with a chuckle.