[Tempest makes good on her not-quite promise; a few minutes later Marduk will hear someone enter the building, albeit at a slow, wary pace. She may be dumb enough to come out here when a possible lynch mob is being formed, but who knows who may already be here. She isn't taking any chances.
When she comes across Marduk, though . . . that is a huff, and if she wasn't on guard her hands would be on her hips and she'd look for all the world a petulant child]
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When she comes across Marduk, though . . . that is a huff, and if she wasn't on guard her hands would be on her hips and she'd look for all the world a petulant child]
Drow indeed, you bloody liar.