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"Oh you know, Beating up the necromancer, talking to Nawen, having one of my cigarettes eaten by Aardorn. That is all. So have you found any more survivors?"

"How are they all doing?" Shadow looked at the fire. "Few." He mumbled. "Three out of four Speakers survived, two of their Silencers and about eight others. They're all in the Sanctuary, below. From the lower ranking members I've sent only one returned and still wounded." He walked away from the fireplace and started at the pile of books on the table. "This is worse than I thought. We can't attack them nor we can rebuild the brotherhood. Our numbers are too small and if we'd try to recruit new members or go and fulfill contracts those bastards will go after us." He was angry now. His hands clutched into fists.

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"Why don't i sing for them downstairs?" She said softly knowing she could not help with the brotherhood but could do something to ease matters for the injured assassins.

"If you want." He sat down at the table which was covered in books. "I, unfortunately can't go with you because I have some work to do. But luckily to my ears" He pointed to his pointy ears. "I will be able to hear your beautiful voice." He smiled at Selene and grabbed a book from the huge pile of, well books.

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OOC: I guess it's up to me then. :laugh: Plus of having two characters. :rolleyes:

 

Shadow was looking over the old maps and books while listening to Selene's song. He never really thought that Selene could have such a beautiful voice. Despite the beauty of the song, the vampire was too busy to go down to the Sanctuary to listen to the song. He grabbed a very detailed map that Nawen drew for him during their short adventure and looked for the safe roads to travel.

 

Nawen was sitting in the cave, singing the same song over and over. The beautiful and also sorrowful song reminded her of home. Even though she wasn't treated there well because of her race, if someone had a chance to see her face or skin color that is. But despite that she missed Faerûn.

The drow glanced at the small fire and started singing again.

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