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Damn those reflexes. She listened as her dagger clattered to the floor and cursed once again. Sevilin was right, she never actually thought about what she did before she did it and way too many times she'd ended up in just this situation. Her jaw was clenched so tightly she thought it would snap in two and her eyes sparked immediately with that rage she often had a problem controlling when it came to males. Her desire to prove herself unable to be leashed or controlled led her to overreact to such things and caused her more trouble than she ever bargained for. She couldn't very well reach for her other dagger at this point or he'd just do the same thing. And dammit, it hurt. She met his gaze and in a voice infused with venom said slowly. "He's my pet, I decide that. Now, let go of my wrist."

She glared at him closely and shook her head. "You should know better than that. While I may have a care for my pet, I don't put it before business." She swiped her dagger off the floor and sheathed it. "Of course if you're not interested in selling anymore, well you can just deal with him all by yourself, can't you? Good luck with that." She raised an eyebrow as the nightmare snapped at him and pawed at the ground, acting rather irritatedly again.

"A drow would never consider a non-drow a living creature." Warhammer responded to the celric's first question. A very straight forward response.

He turned his head to the naive, "Cedric's reprot will investigate this matter more throughly; thus, it is an assessment. It will give more meaning to the blood spilt."

"I am aware of your Master's personality." Warhammer replied to her selfcommontary. "I do know of his person quite well."

"Lord Malik not trusting King Jiscal is very apparent." He shrugged, what else was there to say about that? Warhammer cared little for Deep Water.

"I was once like you, a healer of broken bodies during strife. But that life has ended." A very stern note. "Now I must think like my former master once did, and find the root of harm before it strikes down my new master."

"Alas, the dead are baried, and the living have been evacuated. Return to you master, and Report what you will to him." Warhammer bowed, and promptly left.

Zahara's eyes narrowed once again, becoming slits. Clearly she had to prove something to him. Walking over she cuffed Arthur hard against his head. "Watch your wandering feet. Go sit somewhere and wait for me to be done." A roll of her eyes then she turned back to the other drow. "How much do you want?" she asked stiffly, crossing her arms. She knew better than to push this any further. If he chose to sell the nightmare to anyone besides her, it could be anyone he'd end up with. She refused to let a pureblood out of her sight. Especially when it currently belonged to someone like him.

Blood red eyes narrowed and followed the pale skinned elf off. Oh he didn't just glare at him did he? Pulling a dagger it was flung at Arthur with deadly accuraccy, the blade aimed to graze the side of his head in warning to him that the next transgression he got, he was going to feel the full force of a blade. But he was amused with Zahara. "What you think I'm going to believe your little change of heart on it? Now the pet mens nothing when you would raise a blade about it before? Do you think me stupid?" He ran a hand through his hair. "Three times his original price...unles you can come up with something more enticing."

As Arthur slowly walked towards the spot he had chosen he had noticed at the last minute that something was coming at him from behind; but before he could do anything to defend himself he could hear the wind move pass his head and then a light sting which caused his hand to fly up and inspect it, when he brought his hand back down he saw some blood not a lot but enough to make him wonder. The elf looked back at the drow and he knew then that the elf threw one of his daggers at his head, but if Arthur dare do anything at all he could get more than just a light graze so without a word he turned back around and went over to his spot. Once he sat down he listened carefully on the conversation going on between both drow, though his ears twitched a little when the male drow said she could get the horse back if she offered something more enticing. Just what does he want? he thought as he watched Zahara with a cautious eye.

Well...that was interesting now wasn't it? She tilted her head and watched him for a moment then that faint smile turned into a full one and she shook her head in wonder. "I didn't realize that was the case or I never would have tried to trick you into believing I was typical. Not a very intelligent move, seems I don't quite live up to my own reputation." She had to give a chuckle at that and then one of her secret smiles even as she pressed a hand to her chest. "Thank you. Though I must ask you to clarify, are you saying that you believe I'm worth three times his original price? Or only something that you want from me personally?"

"Should I be one to put a price on a woman?" Giving a little shrug at that. "That's not the way we do things in Vesendar." Looking over to Arthur a moment...no he really didn't like how that one loitered around all quiet like. But he turned his attention back to Zahara as she was speaking to him. "Nadai Myghym, first born." Oh look a nice formal introduction. "But good to see you know your follies and can correct them." Leaning on his shoulder against the stable framing. Another somewhat of a shrug. "I'm a simple elf, don't need much. Just a fair amount of money, fair food, fair place to stay, and fair company." Looking at her on that one. Hey he wasn't above trying.