[Nexus] The Black Dragon's Den IX

[Lady Serpentine]

"Yknow it's a real shame, hard as I work to keep myself in tact, that people immediately assume I'm anti-life, just cause I'm undead."

Turning to Mayhala, he makes the sound of someone stifling a laugh, obviously intentional, because almost nothing comes out of the skull on accident. "I think they'd either file you under too complicated to bother or just chuck you in the bin with us. Course, none of that matters if you don't say a word about it, if we ever even speak to this council."

"So all in all, is the end-plan diplomacy? Ooh! If it doesn't come to blows, you think you could sneak in a line about taking me off his hands? Real casual like."

Mayhala doesn't bother to stifle her laughter, grinning in a much more pleasant fashion than before at Sevet.

"Fair enough. I was just wondering in case they've got some way to detect what I am, or something similar," she says, before giving Marciano a distinctly unpleasant glare.

Marciano starts waving his hands and jumping. Oy! Halfling 'ere!

"Yes. Unfortunately, there is a halfling here. And you want what, exactly"