Dungeons and Depravity: World of Chaos

The queen chuckled at Charlotte. "Quite the other way around. You need me far more than I need you, dear. If you wish to find out why, I won't tell you. The world awaits you. There's no one to save, not anymore. Chaos reigns supreme. Nobody wants your help, nobody will need your help. You'd be saving the unwilling, and you'd have no support nor security at night... You'd be all alone. And as it stands right now, that dragon is my bargaining chip since it is HER baby~" she argued back. "I hold the cards, and you hold the chains. I speak for mutual benefit, so tone down those demands. You're going to have to accept a little bad with your good whether you like it or not. I will rule, and I'll consider making you a co-ruler... If you take my fancy~" she said with a wink. "And with your previous performance, you've already got a leg forward. Besides, don't count yourself out without an agreement, you already bear the mark of my people. That makes you one of us as far as I'm concerned. Especially if the baby took~" she pointed to Charlotte's belly.

"A mark of your people?" Tia asked, raising an eyebrow. She was honestly curious what the queen meant by that. Though the way she was talking... It honestly sounded like they were all shit out of luck. No safe haven left for them but the drow. At the same time, the queen couldn't do anything without them. Still, maybe she wasn't the only one who wanted to rebel? Perhaps there were others out there. Finding them without some kind of trail would be a pain in the arse, though.

In the end, there was little that could be done besides joining forces. With a little luck, the drow could prove reasonable enough or they'd find an alternative. Plus, they'd likely still reap some kind of benefit from this. "Since you're speaking of the good to go with our bad, what about those of us who aren't vertically challenged? I mean, if we're going to be dealing with the sources of this Chaos bullshit, I'd like it to be worth the hazards. Also, I'd prefer if you didn't expect me to do much preaching. I don't do propaganda."

She smiled at Tia, "That's the beauty of it, my dear! The advantages of merely being your support means that you can settle it however you like, while I take a nice and safe back seat to it all while cheering you on~ You don't have to worry about a boss, and I don't have to worry about any security issues. It's a win-win for stubborn folk like yourselves, yes?" she cooed, before giving a shrug. "Though, if you want reward for your work, why not settle for the fact that you'll be getting first dip into whatever loot you find while giving me the sloppy seconds? Normally folk would kill for that deal. Your reward is whatever you take and find. Honestly it's just the common adventurer's life at this point that awaits you. It just so happens that your sponsor is my lovely self~" she winked, placing her fingers atop her breasts, just over her nipples.

"And hell-" she took a collar from her belt and spun it around her finger. "I'll throw in that draconic man to be your little pet as a sign of good faith. I've no clue what to do with him and you seem to like that mutt, little purple wizard~ So you can have him with a simple snap~" she said, throwing the collar at Tia. It seemed menacing and large, meant for a thick neck. "Should stop him from running off to Chaos as well, a win-win~" she cooed.

Tia mulled over the offer. First pick of the loot and a carte blanche to act as they pleased as long as they got results was as good as it got when it came to adventuring. Perhaps in time, they'd manage to squeeze even more out of this. It depended on how things developed, she supposed. On top of that, she could snag the draconian for himself, too. The girl weighed the collar in her hand. It sounded simple and it'd head off all issues, but...

"I'll pass on this thing." Tia declared, tossing the collar away. "It'd ruin all the fun parts of him. If he runs off, I'll just drag his scaly arse back. A broken pet is too boring." The sorceress decided. It was stupid, probably, but she didn't care. "One way or another, he'll be taking some goddamn responsibility, too. He'll pick the fun way if he's smart."

The way the Queen was explaining how she held all the power and they barely held any really got on Charlotte's nerves, if anything, neither of them held many of the cards and the 'compromises' the Queen made were laughable at best. "We're barely going to have support and security from you at night when we're away from this place anyways, unless you're going to have people stalk us. It will be nice to have a secure place to sleep when we're not doing your dirty work, but I'm going to guess that's not going to happen often." Charlotte grumbled with her arms crossed under her breasts. "But I must admit, my previous demands might've been a little bit much and I actually have no idea about the size of the country or which way to travel back home." Charlotte replied, trying to ignore the comment about potentially carrying her child and being marked by her with a deep blush on her face. "L-Let's just ignore that subject for now, it's not very important." Charlotte replied to Tia and the Queen, before remaining silent and listening to Tia's response.

After listening to both Tia and the Queen, Charlotte's anger only grew, hearing those awful rewards the Queen gave them nearly turned Charlotte livid. "First of all, I don't give a fuck about that draconic bitch and what you do with him. Second, if you thought for one second that I'd give you first pick of the loot we pillage, you must be dumber them me. In the worst case scenario we'd simply hide the loot from you, so you can shove that 'reward' up your ass. Thirdly, you've got to be heavily associated with us if you want me to do any work for you, since the last thing I want to happen is us becoming villains by saving those who don’t want to be saved and you becoming the hero by filling that void, if we're going to work together I want us to be hailed by the populous together and fall together if you try to besmirch us." Charlotte demanded with an angry glare.

The queen just shrugged at Tia, using a mage hand to catch the collar she threw, which she used to throw back to her own hand like a boomerang. Then Charlotte let her thoughts be known. At some point, the queen was sticking a pinky into her ear and looking annoyed. "Previously you didn't want anything to do with us, now you do. But then you don't want us giving you protection while you rest, but then you do want protection."

She sighed, "You're annoying me with this banter. And your view points are flawed. If you're not going to 'do work' for me, then proceed with your next plan. Which was it?" she hummed, putting a finger to her lower lip and faking ignorance. "Ah yes, the one where you were just going to walk away and make the distance. Only, you don't have a map, you have no clue where you are, and no clue which way is to where you came from. So even if you could survive without joining chaos, you're just going to pick the wrong direction and end up fucked anyway. So yes indeed-"

"I am your only chance at seeing your homes again, you idiot." she spat at Charlotte. "Which means you're going to make it worth my while to support you. Otherwise, I ought to cut the middle man and save Chaos the trouble of subjugating you." she said, as the many drow in the area seemed to be put on edge by her words, their presence known and surrounding the group, odds that they cannot beat. "Even a dog knows how to respect a threat, isn't that right, dwarf? So here's my threat to you: one more insolent word, and you will be my brood sow for the rest of your life. I've been lenient, but now you've pissed me off. Anything else you'd like to say to me, you little pissant?" she inquired with a scowl.

Then she looked to the elf, "And how about you? Do you enjoy being silent while the dwarf makes your situation worse? Speak, since I doubt you can make the situation worse than she already has, and is likely going to."

Sarah shrank back a bit at the drow's scowling expression as she was addressed. Sarah twisted her lips a bit in thought as she considered her reply. Her moral side insisted on honesty, though a part of her feared angering the queen further. On the other hand, she seemed more insulted at tone than actual replies, and Sarah probably couldn't be as brusque as Charlotte even if she tried.

"I... uh," Sarah started, unsure exactly how to start. "I'm not keen on the idea of spreading the drow empire. We aren't exactly... compatible, you know. In uh, terms of morals and ethics," she added quickly. "It sounds like a land of chaos or a land of drow is a losing situation for me either way. On the other hand I acknowledge that we don't have alternatives for help, and you've been... charitably gracious with us. A courtesy I seriously doubt the other side would offer. But... this is not an easy decision for me to make. To choose between two opposing ideologies that uh.... don't exactly align with my beliefs. You know."

She shifted her weight anxiously as she finished. She hoped she worded it diplomatically enough that the queen wouldn't take it as another slight from the group. Internally she thought about her companions' earlier comments. Tia seemed pragmatic, so Sarah suspected she would eventually agree, if only because there was not really an alternative in play. Charlotte... did bring up some good points but her way of expressing it was clearly dangerous. They definitely weren't in a position to ask for any concessions from the queen at this point.

"Charlotte," Sarah said hesitantly, casting a sideways glance to the dwarf. "...please remember that Tia and I may be at the mercy of your next words or actions..." She spoke carefully, not wishing to provoke Charlotte further, but they seemed dangerously close to being gang-raped by the hoard of drow encircling them.

Tia pinched the bridge of her nose. This was getting bloody ridiculous. "Alright, since the situation's been made clear, how about this: I'm willing to get along if it means staying free, getting some profits and maybe going home after this. Also, the dwarf does not speak for me at all." The mage bluntly stated. She was content with letting the dwarf have her little back-and-forth with the queen as long as it was amusing, but now that it was taking a turn towards threatening? Yeah, no. It was time to cut this short.

"Look shortstack, just drop this. I don't give a flying fuck about what you're trying to win here, honestly, but right now your efforts are about as effective as pissing upwind during a hurricane." Idly, she glanced around, trying to locate something she could use as a material component for a sleep spell. Worst case scenario, she'd just drop the troublesome midget and bargain with the queen on her own. "And if you still want to get yourself fucked up for your stupidity? Don't count on me siding with your retarded arse."

Like the Queen, Charlotte was officially done with the woman in front of her, and slowly inched towards her Axes to murder that bitch. However, considering the crowd of Drow who were hungrily approaching them, Charlotte decided that her flailing wouldn't even leave a dent on the Queen nor would it accomplish anything, since at this point getting a new founded respect for the Queen was far beyond impossible. But instead of leaving the Queen and coming back when Charlotte amassed power and an army, she decided to uncharacteristically remain silent and give Sarah a small nod, before backing away from the Queen without a word and remaining silent for the rest of the conversation, as Charlotte made it clear that she didn't want anything to do with that bitch.

The drow sighed at Sarah. "Oh please, don't act like I am taking joy in this alliance either. Let's be perfectly frank, were the situation any different, this would never have happened. Rather, I'm being very real with you all right now, and quite understanding that we're both of use to each other. Far be it from me to expect our relations to resume their expectations once Chaos is out of the way... Or rather, properly subjugated and no longer deeming us lesser or preventing us worship of our spider god." she declared.

Listening to Tia, she nodded. "Believe me, we're not friends after this arrangement. But we are allies for as long as we need each other. Something that apparently even the dwarf has come to understand." she gestured to the now silent dwarf.

"As of right now, there is a nearby village we used to trade and confer with in exchange for not involving them in any of our rituals, until Chaos seduced us and changed that agreement for the worse. Your task is simple, free them from chaos. We'll do any convincing and talking afterwards. Officially speaking you are third parties sent by us to do our dirty work. You are not representatives, and you will not claim to be as much. In return, I will give you supplies that you need for the road, information on who the Primary Link is-and we'll call that PL for short from now on, and an escort if you need one to be watchful during the night or to gather information. Those guarding you will be the ones to gather that info on the PL unless you wish an escort for the night. Then your escort will do the intel. No matter which choice you make, treachery will come as news to me very quickly, so don't think of it. Likewise, I'll expect the dwarf on the way to claim my head if I do the same. Not that she'll have much luck, but...~" she chuckled.

The drow seemed to back off as she clicked her finger nails against the arm rest of her throne. "Just after leaving the cave, follow the path straight out and you will arrive at the town. Tis hard to miss. Make up your minds what support you want from me. If you want more, we'll negotiate. Until then, use the baths. Clean up. And if by chance you might think you need practice in the sexual department, my drow will be more than happy to assist~" she cooed.

[Asking a friendly drow for sexual aid will grant a temporary inspiration for use during sex acts only. The status effect will be called Passionate and lasts until the next short or long rest. In addition, if you don't already have The Mark upon you, it will be placed upon you to access the benefit.]

[The drow grant use to all your inventory and use to their baths, resting areas, and foodstock.]

Well, looks like the relationship has been made clear. The group and the drow were allies out of necessity, an alliance the queen was willing to respect as long as it suited her goals. Looks like finding some other potential allies down the line was in order. Or some kind of leverage they could use to renegotiate. Not an easy task by any stretch of imagination. At the very least, they were not going to act as representatives of the drow, which meant they wouldn't be fully associated with them. That suited Tia just fine: in fact, she preferred being considered a sort of mercenary. "So, we can basically leave all the talking to you once we're done purging." Convenient, that.

Of course, the sorceress didn't miss the other side of the coin. Since they were essentially put in the position of mercs employed by drow, it also meant that they had very little influence beyond what they could affect with their own actions. No pull up top, so to speak. An unfortunate thing indeed, since any political power would have to be gathered on their own, while the drow queen had her base already established and could expand easily. Guess they'd have to use the resources they've been given access to as best as they could. The scouting offer seemed most useful, as it'd save them some time if they had some kind of intelligence to work with.

"Right then, I guess I'll go clean up and get dressed." Tia decided with a shrug. "I'm mostly interested in the information you've got to offer, but I'll see if I can think of something else that might be useful in the meantime." The sorceress moved to gather up her belongings from the drow before moving to hit the bath. She's pass on practicing with the drow, though. The girl already had her fill and truth be told, she wasn't interested in them. For now she'd clean up, dress herself, stock up and see if there's anything else she might need.

Sarah felt relieved that the queen's anger seemed to quickly pass. She gave a small nod to the queen's response, but didn't reply. Though something did cross her mind: what would be their fate once they helped the drow take over the world? Would they be turned on once they were of no further use, or would she honor their aid by letting them live in peace? Saying that their relationship as allies being only temporary concerned her. On the other hand, the queen seemed surprisingly reasonable. Then again, she had much to gain at the moment, and well... she was a drow, and they had a reputation of being duplicitous for a reason. Nonetheless, she decided not to speak up at the time being. The drow would reassure them whether she meant it or not, and they currently had no leverage to ensure such safety down the road.

Sarah glanced side to side with some concern as the queen dismissed them. She didn't really want to be left alone in this place again, as it seemed like an easy way for her to get jumped again. As Tia left, Sarah followed behind her, finding a small sense of security being in the company of the sorceress. She did glance over her shoulder towards Charlotte, though. She doubted the dwarf wanted to be alone, but she also didn't know if her two companions felt like sharing company with one another at the moment.

"You don't mind company, do you?" Sarah asked Tia as she caught up to the girl. "I don't trust being alone here, too many people have been giving me rather predatory stares..."

Predatory stares were abound in this place, and a surprise visage was seen, a solitary pair of males existed in this place. Contrary to the women both with and without apparent genitalia, they looked meek and pathetic. As Sarah and Tia went to the baths, a pair of handsome drow males said nothing to them, but bowed and gave indication to where the towels were for when they needed it. Or perhaps that they could get it for them when they needed it, it was unclear. But they never made a single motion towards them. Even bowing down, their legs backed up to ensure that all they did was humbly give them space.

The bath itself was a paradise of lewd bodies. Shapely forms and large phallic members as the drow bathed together and interacted in frequent lewd manner. Much of the merriment vanished into more quieted forms when the human and elf walked in, eyes staring at their bright flesh. Some were already erect when they walked in, a few more became erect before their eyes as they walked into a room of gray sandstone bricks layered into a circle where steaming hot water rested and bubbled. Slightly burning to the touch but not dangerous.

The stares were everywhere, all held by the lewd drow as their sexuality made it hard not to stare back as instinct called.

Charlotte gave the Queen a foul glare when she made a gesture at Charlotte. Even now Charlotte wasn't going to hide how she felt about the arrangement, and the 'rewards' they were getting for doing the Queen's dirty work were laughable in Charlotte's opinion. Even if they were given the fanciest treatment it wouldn't be enough of a reward, but the Queen probably knew that and knew the fact that they were pretty much enslaved to them due to the unfortunate circumstances. If Charlotte had a map or knew more about the opposition, she would've straight up refused the Drow's offer and left. Of course, if things got even worse for Charlotte, she always had the option to bail and go with her previous plan, but as long as the Queen stayed out of her way Charlotte wasn't going to take such a slim chance of finding her home.

Besides, Charlotte was going to abuse the Queen's offer to an insane degree, using it to gain whatever might be valuable to the Drow, and considering the Queen had to do the talking Charlotte didn't see any reason to subdue her murderous and vandalizing tendencies, as she only cared for the physically strong. The thought of making it more difficult for the Queen caused Charlotte to make a satisfying devilish smile. After all, if the Queen didn't want to be associated with them and refused to pay them fairly, why should Charlotte try her best to help the Queen, especially if Charlotte gets paid more and deprived more pleasure from ruining her plans.

When Charlotte saw the other two leave, she decided to pick up her clothing and go the other way. Although Charlotte had no issue getting Tia in trouble, she didn't feel the same about Sarah, so the less she was associated with Sarah the better, as Charlotte didn't want to cause Sarah any problems. However, Charlotte did indeed need a bath, but instead of following the two she decided to find a more secluded place to clean herself, roaming through the Drow's halls whilst carrying her clothing over the shoulder.

"Get used to them." Tia replied to Sarah. Unlike the elf, the sorceress seemed to give absolutely no fucks about the fact that the drow were eyeing her like a piece of meat. As long as none of them actually acted on those desires, at least. Shame was an emotion the human girl wasn't really acquainted with. She simply made her way to the baths, carrying her clothes with her. Though the deference of the two males did suprise her a bit. Hum, weren't the drow supposed to be matriarchal? Eh, probably. After all, they did have a queen leading them. It was nice to have someone in this place who was nice and helpful, though. The girl gave the two of them a short nod in return for their bow, acknowledging their helpfulness, before getting into the water, relaxing in the pleasantly hot liquid.

Of course, the bathroom was even worse than the corridor when it came to stares. Tia ignored them, though she did pick a location a bit away from the drow. She had no interest in playing around with them, particularly after the very fulfilling experience with the dragon-kin. Instead she turned her thoughts to the mission she'd have to undertake soon. Hmm... She definitely wanted whatever intelligence the drow had. She didn't care much for having an escort during the night, though. She was fine with staying up and keeping watch herself, really. And truth be told, she didn't want to get into the habit of relying on them. Eventually a time would come where they'd have to ditch the drow. It was best not to get used to their help too much, or give them opportunities for a pre-emptive strike.

Charlotte

Charlotte looks this way and that way, trying to find that space to be alone to wash, but it doesn't come easy. It seemed like the drow were secluded into various groups ranging from two to five. Spread out and not willing to be close to one another such that it was hard to be alone. In her pacing, she saw the queen talking with a . After speaking a moment, the drow looked upset, before seemingly looking for Charlotte immediately and homing in on her as she searched for a place to bathe. Before entering the bath, she removed her clothes proper, her build unusual for the drow, a bit thicker than most and possessing the stoutness that Charlotte should have had. But she was also shorter than most drow, possibly hinting at some far back rooted dwarven ancestry.

"You, dwarf." She declared, pointing a finger down at Charlotte. "I have been assigned by the queen to be apart of your protection. But I do not wish to be with such a pathetic sore loser. Therefore, I will challenge you. If you defeat me, I will deem you unrequiring of my services. If I win, I will be forced to recognize your need of me. This way, I cannot be argued against. If you do not accept, I will assume you docile like a male and I will violate you like one." she declared flatly. "I will give you time to prepare for our fight. I await you at the exit to this sacred home at this next twilight." she declared, before awaiting the dwarf's response with a disgusted stare.

Tia

In the background, the pair see Charlotte wander around trying to find a sacred space to be alone, but after finding none, a tall and well toned drow approaches her and begins talking.

Meanwhile, Tia's company on either side were quiet. They washed themselves, while almost always keeping eye contact on the mage. They moved as if with purpose, but never reaching out. They eyed her bright flesh, their manhoods showing. As Tia was almost clean, the one to her left spoke. A mature looking dark elf with fair face and long straight black hair. "I wonder, do you too like the pathetic males of the drow?" she suddenly inquired to Tia. "I saw you giving my slave a nod. Did you know he likes to write those who catch fancy with him little love letters?" she inquired, before snapping her fingers. The male she nodded at before came forth at her call, and presented forth some kind of drow wine and various cleaning utensils and supplies that smelled of lavender. He was a bit different than before. His hand looked hurt, like it had been crushed. "Show her your little letter that you like trying to give to guests." She commanded, before, with a shaky hand and nervous glance, he presented a piece of parchment from a swollen hand to Tia. "Open it." she commanded. With obvious fear in his motion and trembling hands, he opened the letter to hear as she could hear faint sounds of tears dripping from his face onto the floor as he showed her his letter that read: "HELP ME" in hurried scratches. The drow lets out a huff, before reaching out. The male cried in muffled terror as he forcibly kept still to allow her to grab his swollen hand and squeeze it, the faint sound of cracking heard as she did so. "I don't know why you would give this creature a nod, but you clearly don't understand the worth of it. This insolent dog that I'm gracious enough to marry when no one else would. But I'd like you to keep one thing in mind. Don't mistake his insolence as an opportunity for any stupid ideas. And don't take this personally either. I merely wanted to teach him a lesson not to be a disobedient dog in front of you so perhaps he'll learn to obey proper. Now, a final word. Don't Ever Look At My Husband Again." she said with warning.

"Hn?" Tia glanced idly at the woman who began to talk to her, not particularly caring about what she had to say or why she started the conversation. It wasn't until she called the male from earlier that the sorceress began to pay attention. The damage on his hand was the first sign that something was off. It hadn't been there before. The so-called love letter she was shown, on the other hand, was a massive red flag. Combined with the demonstration of how his hand ended up like that was enough to draw conclusions. Hell, at that point it was already obvious what was going on. The drow's words were merely confirmation.

Tia considered her response. Magical assault was out of the question, she didn't have a spell that'd drop her in one go available. Not to mention there were too many witnesses. Insults would be taken poorly and she was not stupid enough to mouth off to someone who can crush bones with grip strength alone while within their reach. At the same time, the woman's actions were worth nothing but disdain in her opinion. Did she seriously think herself superior just because she was tough? Because she could lord it over a weaker man? How pathetic. Was this how drow were in general, or just her? Something to confirm, preferably prior to figuring out a way to break her. Not out of any sense of justice or sympathy towards the man, no. This was purely out of spite and for the sake of her own self-satisfaction. But she'd need to be subtle. So, friendliness was the order of the day.

"Apologies. On the surface, if someone other than your servant - and in some cases, even if it is your servant - offers their help, it is considered normal and polite to acknowledge that with a token of gratitude. Like a word or gesture." Tia began. It'd serve as an explanation for her action. "And my taste in men is different. I'm guessing this is a simple misunderstanding brought about by cultural differences." She turned to the woman, smiling cheerfully. Funny how acting cheerful and friendly could sometimes throw people off. "I must admit, I am not particularly familiar with how drow society works. In the interest of avoiding future clashes, perhaps you'd be willing to shed some light on those matters?" The sorceress ignored the man for now. Sucked to be him, but he'd have to be patient for a bit longer. It'd definitely be a pet project of hers, though. This instance of petty revenge and retribution. "I'd be most thankful if you did."

After Tia's response, Sarah remained quiet. Tia's response seemed dismissing, which left Sarah reluctant, but she still wanted company, so she resumed following. But, she decided against speaking further. The last thing she wanted to do was actually annoy the sorceress into teling her to go away.

Her strategy changed as soon as she entered the bathing area, however. While Tia went on ahead, Sarah remained frozen at the doorway. She was hoping to get away from the drow, and this felt very much like climbing into a pit full of vipers. Seeing their lascivious gazes on the pair, Sarah began to feel second thoughts about following Tia. For a brief moment, she considered staying close to the two men, but they seemed terribly submissive, and one drow already seemed to be aggressively confronting Tia about them.

Nope... Sarah thought to herself as she backed away from the bathhouse. She wondered if she should have followed Charlotte instead. Too late now, though. She tried to think quickly on what to do. She felt fairly confident that going into the bathhouse would result in being molested more by the drow, so she didn't feel like that was an option. Tia could probably take care of herself, anyway. She seemed completely unconcerned about it when she entered, anyway. The elf wasn't sure of where else to go, though, as the drow seemed to be jam packed in every room of this place. Perhaps she could leave the cave, and wait for the others outside? She wasn't sure how much safer it would be there, but at least it might give her some more space to evade amorous darkelves.

With a deep breath and sigh, Sarah began making her way towards the exit to the cave, while attempting as best as she could to avoid the attention or notice of various drow.

Walking through the hallway, Charlotte started to realize that whatever way she went there were more drow loitering around. It honestly surprised Charlotte how populated this place was and the further she traveled naked through the halls, the more she realized that she was taking a major risk walking like this through such a crowded place. Thus, Charlotte decided instead of finding a bucket somewhere to clean herself with, going to the bathing area might be the better option. When Charlotte headed back, she noticed the Queen talking to a stout looking Drow, which reminded her of the Dwarves back at home. Charlotte was a bit curious about the Drow's origins, but besides that bit of curiosity, she simply didn't care about the Drow and headed towards the bathing area. Charlotte neatly folded her clothing and politely put them away before heading inside to find a remote place to wash herself.

However, while Charlotte was looking for a perfect place to wash herself, she rudely got pointed at by the stout Drow that was talking to the Queen early. "Hm, what do you want? I'm kind of in a foul mood so make it quick." Charlotte grumbled, looking up at the stout Drow with a glare and her arms crossed below her petite breasts. However, the moment the Drow called Charlotte a pathetic sore loser, her glare became incredibly foul. "Call me pathetic again and I'll ram my fist so far up your cunt that even a horse can't satisfy you anymore, and yes, I'm a bit sore about losing to magic, but if you were there for the show you know I accepted my defeat despite that." Charlotte growled angrily, before pointing up at her. "Of course, if you mistook my little anger outburst with me being a sore loser, you're pretty much as dense as you look. The reason why I'm angry with your Queen is because how unfair the deal is for us. Do you have any idea how much we should be paid, even if you consider your 'service' to be 5 gold per day and the info you to be a 100 gold, we're still being underpaid, and don’t give me that bullshit about supplies, you should be well aware that the beds we're getting are worth a couple of copper as well the food we'll be getting, since I highly doubt we're going to be treated as royalty here, and even if we were, it still wouldn't cover the cost." Charlotte yelled at the Drow, before releasing a big angry puff. "But to answer your challenge, you bet I'll kick your ass. I've never backed down from any challenge." Charlotte declared while proudly sticky out her small breasts.

Tia

The drow smiled and wrapped her arm around her shoulder, getting close. "It's quite alright. Us drow women have to defend our honor, and protecting our possessions is also apart of that honor. The tools of great women would hardly be recognized as their own if they let everyone use them, you see?" she declared with a smirk. "In drow culture, men aren't given the rights of women. They do not give birth, they do not suffer as we do. They do not have the mindset to handle the things that we do. A woman who has given birth knows a thousand pains, and fears not the blade of her enemy. In contrast, we see the result of the men of the overworld. They cannot compare to the drow women that they fight. The most notable victories that the sun walkers have were against mere men. Hardly even militia!" she laughed. "Honestly the reason why drow do not entirely conquer the overworld is due to the sun. We hate it, we really do. Even if we wear eye protection, our dark skin makes it burn really bad. So, it's not that great. Honestly I do not see us taking over the overworld and ruling it in any great capacity. So how we're going to stem the tide of Chaos above is something only the Queen knows. But it's nice to form coherent thoughts for once in a while. Chaotic violence and sex is all well and good, but I can also appreciate more finely tuned torture from slow methodical thought. Plus the place is a mess after it all. Nobody builds or does anything of the sort. That's where Chaos will be weak, from their lack of cohesion." she said with a wink, as if treating Tia as a new friendly acquaintance. Likely due to how she didn't react to what she saw as most would have.

Sarah

[Perception Nat 20]

As Sarah walked to escape the Drow, she found that she got the same looks as the bath over and over as she went through the halls, only one offering, "Outside are dangerous beasts, sun walker. Not that I mind seeing one of your kind raped or dead." said a drow she passed by.

In addition, as she began to come closer to the quiet of the outside, due to the sun in the sky, she heard footsteps trailing her. Only one glance back would easily catch the sight of the drow who liked her quickly hiding out of view, and failing to do so without being seen. She however didn't realize that Sarah spotted her and kept hiding. Even peeking out to see if Sarah's eyes were still searching for a stalker.

Charlotte

She laughed at Charlotte's threat. "You imagine yourself bigger than you are, midget! Your arm would be a suitable cock for our size indeed, your scrawny size and stature hardly fit a dwarf! And ya hardly accepted yer defeat! Your claims to the queen and her people were met with defeat, offering nothing but biligerent behavior in return! You're hardly a dwarf of honor are ye? Ya blitherin', back pokin', dress knittin', clothes washin', smack talkin', two foot, cross eyed, angle steppin', cross legged... Drunken buffoon!" she declared. The last part was definitely something a dwarf taught her. A rather incredible insult. Mind the last part, which was the drow talking. A spitting image of a drow mixed with dwarf. "And you think that you weren't offered a fair price, when no army cides savages can claim to get such a reward, ya could be off on your own, with no security, knowledge or direction in a land that wants to rape you, offers she gives for free to scum like you. When the lands and its riches are claimed by those who lead, she leaves it all to you and you scoff at it. Let me tell you, ya fool, the real treasures they desire aren't the mere pay you expect, but what they aim to gain from having you do their dirty work. And you better learn quick how the world works or you won't last in it! But I'll see to that, when come twilight, YOU'LL BE IN A CAST!" she shouted, and much like a dwarf, did it while leaning over and spitting in Charlotte's face. Only her breath didn't smell of ale as most dwarfen threateners did.

Then she turned and left. Meanwhile the drow around her looked agonized. "That was like listening to two dwarves. How awful."