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She sniffed. "You aren't going to make anybody dead, are you brother Onyx? I don't want anybody dead." She was being a regualr moppy kid. Yippe. These kinds of things weren't fun for anybody...ever. But hey, she wasn't about to be her nrmal self allt oo soon.

"The fangs you say?" He gave a broud smile. "Now that would be interesting. Is there poison stil left inside? Is it from an adult rock spider? Oh, the questions themselves will ahve them shivering." He began the journey out. "Let's go find your lizard, he's probably itching to get out."

Piper sort of half smiled. "We'll play it by ear. I don't exactly feel elated about you competing but its not really right of me to stop you either." Good lord, wasn't that just like her. She always rather seemed to suggest her choice rather than all out stating it and thus declaring it her law. But that was just her. "So get dressed and leave your armor here. If you do feel the need to maim things you can come back for it." Well...that was kind of better than suggestion style. Though then she gave a rather cute little look to him. "Do some damage with my bow? You should of seen me yesterday. Now come on, the more you move around the less trampled you'll feel."

Onyx walked behind Moon, and whistled lightly, and hey it worked! Ironsides bounded up to them, crashing his head into Onyx's leg, while Onyx got up on him and kept Bode comfortably on his lap.

"Well lets go see to your event first, since mine's proably later anyway. seems to big collosuem stuff is more end of the day type things."


Malik got himself up and stretched and roamed himself aroudn the room a bit, getting the feeling back into his legs and muscles, before getting his usual clothing on, overlaying it though with chainmail.

"Better safe than sorry."

Then opened the door to see the griffin, and glanced at Piper.

"Your pet is waiting for us."

"Yes I noticed..or it coudl be that she knows if she'd have bothered me or made me regress, you'd kill her."

A slight grin, glancing at Malvolence at her hip.

"Getting rather fond of carrying MAlvolence around, eh? it does work wonder on keeping most people away."

The got out of the inn, nevermind the glances from patrons arleady discussing his attemped murder, some of them afraid tht he was still walking..like he was a spirit or an undead monster.

"Where is your event set up, 'cher?

"More likely I would pluck her feathers and turn her into fletching materials and dinner as well." She gave a little laugh before looking to Malvolence as well. "I wouldn't call it fondness, more like keeping you from it and using it to as you said, fend off people." She laced her arm around his waist, leaning into him as they walked outside. Hell she didn't care what anyone thought, he was alive and she was damn happy about it. Anyone who wanted to say something...well they could just be maimed by a griffin if they were brave enough to speak up. Though with that moment she also changed their walking direction as well. "Over this way." And indeed her own event was set up outside the coliseum itself...at least for now. a rather open area with a set of stands on each side of the range. Of course this was just set up for the five heats before the main one.

"Cormamin lindua ele lle, Arwen Donquesse." He sort of just popped up and was actually walking in stride with the two though not particularly close. He was intent on doing some more information gathering.

"Aiya heru..." Piper of course leaned into Malik all the more, Terran the ever unsettling presence. But she cleared her throat and decided to play nice fore the moment. "Hello Mr. Gale...I didn't...expect to see you outside of competition."

So she wanted to speak common despite the drow being near did she? Fine, he's play her game. "Well, I'm in the third heat...so I'm hanging around until it's my turn to shoot." Then he feigned a look of concern and looked at Malik. "I heard about your knight there, sorry to hear what happened. Anything I can do?"

"No, thank you Mr. Ga-"

"Please, Terran."

"...Terran. Things are under control."

Terran quirked an eyebrow, staring at Malik. Though if he was scared or at least intimidated he wasn't showing it. In fact he flashed Malik a grin. "Now, knight Malik, no need to be harsh with me. I was concerned because I saw how she reacted when you were merely playing with wooden swords. And what with word going around of your injury and subsequent poisoning, well I was afraid that Miss Silverfeather may have gone to pieces by now." Though Malik did get another inquisitive look at his speaking in drow. No, Terran didn't know it and didn't care to know it. Traitor's tongue anyway. Though his attention then went down to Piper with a look of almost hurt on his features. "Now now, I've never meant to be a bother to Miss Silverfeather here. I can't blame her for being thrilled I mean after all," his voice lowered as if he was keeping the secret, "her and I are both elves hiding out ears under bandanas. We're our own kin anyway." And he cleared his throat and flashed another smile, this one dashing and to Piper. "Isn't that right, Miss Silverfeather?"

Piper just looked at him a moment, looked to Malik and then back to Terran. Didn't think Malik was too pleased but that was normal, and it seemed Terran thought Malik not a bother at all. "...well...not exactly, Terran." But damn it if he didn't state that point rather well. Apparently he was a fast thinker or just really optimistic and the like....Still unnerving to her. Him being an elf was just the top of the list. And he was still walking with them as if they were old friends. "But really, I'm doing fine, and Malik is well on his way to recovery. Up and about all ready as you can plainly see."

A smirk and a look to Piper. "Is he always this guarded of you in conversation? Here I was thinking that he left his battle in the battlefield." He was trying really hard to keep at bay his learned hatred for the one that she had hold to in a rather...intriguing...way. But a polite nod to Malik. "True, but still, closer as kin than you yourself are." Then he gave a laugh, messing at his own bandana for a moment. "I never doubted how tough she was, but you know how women can be...then again maybe not." Because of course in all he had learned, women ruled the Drow societies. But he shrugged that off and looked again to Malik. "Are you now? Hm, interesting. Can I borrow you for a moment Miss Silverfeather...have an...archers heart to heart chat." Then a pause. "Mani naa lle gorga en''? Ho tessa no'' lle?"

Well that only made her lean into Malik all the more if that was at all possible. But she kept her face a mask of calm emotion and just looked at Terran slightly and put on one of those apologetic smiles. "Unfortunately Terran, it''s just not a good idea right now. What with what''s happened to Malik and all recently. I''d rather not put myself or him out of arm''s reach of one another." and she paused as well, probably because of his question to her in elvish. But she shook her head as if it didn''t matter or she refused to answer, whichever. "Besides, I don''t want to give you the chance to learn my secrets, after all I intend to win this thing." Good girl, shift the subject.

"Oh the bandana helps...but I also stay out of sight really. West of here, near Lostagrace. Though I'm also fairly new to this plane as well, about a year I've been here, of and on." Of course he too like Piper owned a creature that could planes cross. Yet he had found her and that brought up an opportunity with an old acquaintance that he would benefit from in the end. "I just show up for tournament season really," and then a point to Piper, "You could very well ask her the same thing but the answer is obvious, we can both pull off a human look easy enough." But Terran looked none the less fazed by Malik's now probing questions. "Well, that's kind of obvious. The dark side of the elves as I hear it aren't too conversational. Kind of a miracle we're not locking blades right now you could say as well, and beside that, everyone here knows you're an elf, but they don't know she's one. You can say we share a bond in a way." Another dashing smile.

He honestly used the "b word". That was never a word taken lightly by elves of any kind, for the word bond in a specific context or form meant something so much deeper. Terran was a bit delusional it seemed...or entirely too confident in himself. Though she couldn't see what he was getting at here other than he had a certain suspicion about Malik that she couldn't pin point yet, or maybe she had and just didn't want to see it. At least they were both behaving. But it was easy to see that Terran was testing Malik some, in what seemed to be him seeing how far he could push Malik before aggression took over. "Well Terran, seems you're doing rather well yourself. But why come to tournament then? What's in it for you?"

"Superiority of course."