Jorildyn Krystal
Prince of the Krystal kingom
He smiled once she spoke in the drow tongue. He hadn't had a conversation in drow since his uncle was alive. Jorildyn also noticed her modesty, noting that she was not at all rusty from what he could tell. "Ves bwael. Lu'oh verve inbal dos dro wun l' thac'zil d' Gaia, xor xun dos inth pholor returning ulu Rhy'Din? Udos gumash telanth rivvin ka dos daewl?" The white elf went on as he looked at her, then moving his eyes away as to not stare. He also managed to ignore all the other's in the bar who had been discussing his quest among themselves. "I will have another bottle of green ale, if it is not a bother, m'lady."
( This is my last post. I have to be going. I'm pretty sure I won't be on tomorrow, sorry. It's possible, but I doubt it. God bless. Night everyone.)