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"As I said before is there anything I can help with?" said Silke. "I maybe on my way home, but I don't have to be there in any hurry."

Silke then folds her arms just under her breast and stands cocking her hips to the right waiting for a reply.

<t>Silke looked at the words that appeared on the small slaight.<br/> <br/> "Sorry," whispered Silke, "I usually scout an area by leaving as little trace of myself as I can. Your rush into here just triggered my reactions to danger."<br/> <br/> Sillke relaxed the pressure of her blade and quietly ro...

<t>"Machts nicths," whispers Silke under her breath. (Drow: Ol 'udtila naut selg'tarn.) (English: It does not matter.)<br/> <br/> Then she looked at the hooded Drow male. "So neat trick, do you do festivals and inns too," said Silke. "With an act like that you could make decent coin on the carnaval ...

The sounds from below nearly distracted Silke, but she covered the human's mouth with her free hand and whispered into his ear, "Quiet, don't make a single sound. We are not alone."

In the shadows of the loft the moans came a gain.

"uhhhh...ummph..."

<t>OOC: Everyone sees a Half-Drow that obviously took after her Drow parent in looks. She stands just under average hight for a Half-Elf. Silke has whitish blond hair, icy-blue eyes, and skin tone that is to the lighter side of obsidian. She is wearing black armor that is a blend of leather and elve...

<t>OOC: Sorry Tyrmer, I did not read your profile at first and thought you were the Duegar played by Elrohir, my bad.<br/> <br/> IC: Silke waited for him to answer her question. She did not want to kill a stranger if she did not have too. She had done enough of that in the past twenty years first he...

<t>OOC: Sorry about the earlier version of this I got you mistaken for another character/ player that contacted me privately<br/> <br/> IC: Silke lept into the air, summer sulted, and landed onto the floor of the loft with all the grace and finesse of a cat. When she landed she was facing towards th...

<t>"I am not sure as to the motives of the others, but I am but a passer through. I am on my way north to the High Forest and beyond. But brother if you and your troop need help I am quiet willing to assist," said Silke.<br/> <br/> She then looks over the assembled group. The kobold did to the casua...

<t>Though Silke senses the observations of Alkemar she dances until she is near the dais where the High Priestess stood. Yet though she acknowledge the woman, it was not the High Priestess the Silke turned her attention to. She stopped and looked at the space that Eilistraee stood and for now only v...

<t>Fading into the shadows Silke listens to hear if the sounds are getting closer. As she does this she still concentrates on the the source of the moaning.<br/> <br/> Stepping over the bashed and splintered front door, its panels of local hard wood splayed out like a deck of cards thrown into the r...

<t>Silke after a few side excursions finds herself looking over the ruins of a village not far from the one she crew up in. Though she was nearly one thousand feet above the still smoldering ruins Silke could still see that it was a village of surface dwelling Drow. From her vantage point on the sma...

<t>Resting from her journey from the temple that she first came to after returning to Toril from Terra Silke camped in a grove of trees next to the trail she was fallowing. She had made a cold camp, but did not go hungry as she had the sense to pack some compact trail foods before answering the summ...

<t>Silke sensing that another has seen her lets herself be known to all. She then takes the two Earth made swords and dances a graceful and artistic ballet to the rhtym waffing through the sanctuary. All the while seen is seeking the one that noticed her.<br/> <br/> (For those looking at the new arr...

<t>Silke had traveled far in the years since she last set foot on the soil of Toril. She saw the glow of the fire's light from a hilltop that Silke had stopped to survey the area near the portal she had just exited.<br/> <br/> Music wafted in the air to her. The tune caught her with its rhythm. Silk...

<t>Well I am new here, but the way I see it the relationship between Drow and Elven is like the relationship between Hochdeutsch and Plotdeutsch or even Aleman. Both the later are dialects of Hochdeutsch. So Drow is a dialect of Elven that over time developed into its own tongue. There are similarit...