Lost in the Underdark (Closed for ErykaLorelei)

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Griffon knew the extent of his predicament when he assessed the confines of his prison. He teleported from the dragon only to find himself in the midst of a party of Drow slavers. Naturally, they added him to their inventory and deprived him of all his possessions.

Left in the darkness, he attempted ascertain the identities of his fellow cell mates. Unlike the Green Elves that comfortably moved about sans garments; his nudity oddly left him feeling uncomfortable, and aroused, as he suddenly realized that he lay next to a naked female Elf. (Furthermore, he carelessly groped one of her breasts during his slumber.)

“Excuse me,” he said in High Elven and strangely felt relieved when he discovered her still asleep. As he recalled, one of the Dark Elves hit him with a hand crossbow bolt. Immediately after he ordered his compatriots to seize him, he felt faint and lost consciousness.

Fortunately, they valued him enough to treat his wound. Unfortunately, the injury to his right arm made manipulating his hand difficult as he attempted to rouse his neighbor:

“Wake up, please” he once more addressed sleeping Elf Maiden. As he shook her shoulder, he saw his body heat rise (as well as his manhood). The aforementioned organ barely grazed her naked flesh, but the stimulus caused him to ooze pre-cum:

“Oh, please, wake up!” he raised his voice to a loud whisper as he endeavored bring the young elf back to consciousness….
 
She had been raised her entire life as a Drow since they raided her village when she was just a baby. She thought she could understand the man who was allegedly speaking to her but she only understood a few words of her surface brothers and sisters.

She tugged at her restraints before attempting to respond to the man unfortunately for right now language was going to be a problem for them.

"Vel'bol? Vel'uss zhah gaer? Ele tlun Usstan tluin mih plyussq?"

She knew her words meant nothing to the man but she had to figure out a way to communicate with him

She had been left with a sheer piece of cloth that left the man wondering why they bothered since it was see through but she saw he was naked and did her best to offer help to him

"Xun dos ssrig'luin xxizz? Ph'dos jivviim?"

She grabbed a small piece of metal from behind her ear and made quick work of her shackles as she picked the lock and fell to the ground the fabric of her outfit flailed slightly revealing her sensual form as she walked over and removed his shackles for him

"Dosst ofil'nisha ph'wun l'mamulen a l'dobor" She said in a very sultry voice that he heard escape her lips many times as she pointed to a chest by the door
 
Griffon knew the necessity of learning Drow if he desired to venture into the Underdark. Sadly, he lacked the opportunity to study under one fluent in the language. However, her gestures and the act of liberating him from his bonds communicated her thoughts as Griffon crept toward the door.

Once the Moon Elf reached the portal, he pressed his ear, hoping to discern whether or not someone (or something) roamed outside the chamber. As Griffon continued his effort to detect possible sounds coming from the other side of the door; he gestured for his Dark Elven rescuer to join him….
 
She ran to his side and smiled softly at him and she motioned him to step back as she knocked on the door to get their attention

The window opened and she grabbed the guard by the throat smashing his face on the bars

"Pahntar l'dobor tanth xor dos el" Her room mate recognized her using the word dobor as she pointed to the door and remembered she used the word earlier

The door opened and she let go of the guard doing a back handspring away and as the two guards entered she leaped through the air wrapping her gray thighs around one of their necks and her hands around the other one's head as her graceful body twisted and both guards' necks made a loud snap noise and they fell to the ground and she landed between them in a crouched position

She motioned Griffon to one of the guards motioning him to take his things

"Skrel pholor ukt ofil'nisha lu'Usstan orn usievaah dos ph'ul'mubar uns'aa ulu tlu elggen"
 
He shuddered in fear as the guards burst through the door – prompted by his companion’s seemingly rash invitation. Griffon barely registered their simultaneous deaths the hands of the apparently skilled female Drow. As she gestured for him to collect the belongings of one of the guards; the Moon Elf reached for a long sword.

While right hand held the Dark Elven blade, the other hand deftly undid the dead guard’s cloak, which he donned to cover his nude body. As Griffon assumed a Blade Song fighting stance, he waited for the Drow to make her move….
 
She grabbed the shackles the guard was carrying and put them on her wrists securely and stood in front of her Elven associate her round butt mere inches from his hips as she lowered her head to be more believable

She regretted having to kill guards the way she did in her mind they were only following orders and did not deserve death which is why she killed them quickly instead of her usually prolonged modus operandi

She smiled one time at Griffon with an exotically seductive smile while at the same time being insidiously deceitful

Then she said something in that elegantly seductive voice of hers

"Jihard ulu l'inth lu'udos orn inbau doeb d'ghil dro"
 
Her gestures and actions compensated for his lack of comprehension of the Drow language; as she donned the manacles that restrained her wrists. After Griffon knew for certain that no more guards came to investigate the sounds of their recent battle – he placed his sword against the wall and removed his cloak. Once again exposed, his erect penis touched the cleavage of her buttocks (barely clothed by the shift that she wore) and felt the warmth of her derriere on the knob of his organ:

- Am I to act as a guard?

He asked as he knelt and unbuckled the straps of Dark Elven mail that failed to protect one of the demised guards. Thankfully, the garments of the deceased Drow matched his proportions and he clothed himself in his kit. Once he completed his poor disguise, Griffon prodded gently prodded his savior with the tip of his long sword and
said:

- If so, then you should lead the way….
 
She walked down the dimly lit hall way with him as her guard and after listening to him speak to her she is beginning to pick up his speech as she walked with a lowered head she whispered to him


"Usstan ssrig'luin ulu ragar vel'klar Find my things" She said the last part very slow and fractured but in his dialect

After about twenty minutes of walking through the halls aimlessly a guard stopped them "You there soldier! Where are you taking this Drow Bitch? She is dangerous and should always have no less than two guards during transport"
 
performance; Griffon addressed his “fellow” jailer:

- I was ordered to bring her to the boss….

As to the absence of assistance, he added:

- When I told them that I needed help…. They just laughed at me and continued drinking the Evermead they got from that Elven Minstrel…..
 
They laughed and threw a tomato at the dark elf prisoner which smeared all over her inner thigh making it look like she was bleeding from her crotch

"Yeah that sounds like those worthless sods get that evil witch where she belongs"

A tear formed on her cheek at the ridiculing of her person but she held back and did everything she could to avoid losing her temper

As Griffon continued to walk with her he heard the guard that threw the tomato

"By Pelor if that bitch wasn't a dark elf I would tear that up did you see her body damn"

The other guard said "Shut it you twit and mind your post"

She reached down wiping the tomato from herself
 
Watching the Drow wipe the bits of tomato clinging to her thigh left Griffon briefly entranced. As flesh, seed and juices from the fruit collected onto her cupped palm, the Moon Elf supposedly guarding the Dark Elf prisoner suddenly remembered his role. Nudging her forward with the point of his weapon, he noted to fellow jailers, while observing her reaction to his abrupt stab with concealed satisfaction:

- Well, we can’t keep them waiting for this bitch to show up….
 
Feeling his weapon nudge her she turned sharply and looked at him in a very threatening manner as she walked down the hall. She clearly did not like feeling helpless.

Shortly down the hall a large man clearly one of the main guards stepped out and bellowed out

"Where do you think you are going with this prisoner?"

He grabbed her by the face like she were of no importance and shoved her

In one motion she looked into Griffon's eyes as she was shoved and took his weapon he was nudging her with and slashed both of the guard's legs making him drop instantly to the ground and before he could yell out she did a running jump off of the wall and leaped off slitting the guards throat and then stabbing him in the head killing him instantly and caught his body in her arms to avoid him making noise when he hit

"Udos inbal ulu veldri nindol khel" She paused a moment and smiled softly at Griffon and spoke in his tongue very slowly

"We must hide his body"
 
Disarmed in an instant, Griffon looked on in wonder as his Drow companion dispatched another guard. Her lack of effort in fighting them astonished the Moon Elf; who gradually comprehended her speech as she asked him to assist her in disposing – or at least – concealing the corpse:

- Of course….

He labored to say as Griffon dragged the dead body into an unused cell. After removing some potentially useful items from the remains of the former jailer, he came out and locked the door:

- That should keep him out of the way….
 
She looked at him and smiled noticing how impressed he was at her actions

"I have to find Ravashak he took my mother's ring and my father's dagger and the pendant my sister gave me"

She walked quietly with Griffon and made her way down the halls until the hallway that seemed moldier than the others when she suddenly screamed in pain falling to the floor as a sharp blade pierced through her foot and a metal bracket wrapped her foot holding her in place and an arrow was stuck in her left shoulder the tip sticking out of her back as a voice called out playfully and tauntingly

"You there stand fast or the next arrow will be between her eyes"

A man stepped out of the shadows looking deadly as anyone either of the two had ever seen

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"Do not make me kill you I am sorry she got stuck in my trap but do not let my apology be confused as weakness or generosity as I have neither"
 
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Since the human ignored Griffon, as usual, he fired the hand crossbow he loaded with (hopefully) a poisoned bolt. While the man continued speaking to the Drow; the quarrel sailed lazily through the air. The excitement of the moment slowed time for the Moon Elf and the training he received as a Blade Singer immediately caused him to drop his weapon and unsheathe his Dark Elven long sword. Prepared to fight; he stepped in front of her - ready to defend the Drow Maiden from her assailant….
 
She stepped back insulted but impressed at his defense of her as the assailant ran up drawing his long sword out and cut the bolt in mid flight and he stopped about four feet in front of Griffon

"My quarrel is not with you give the girl to me and you will live and I will pay you five hundred gold"

His eyes flashed a bright silver a moment as there were four of him in the hallway now which being a moon elf Griffon knew it was a mirror image spell.
 
He blinked – thinking his vision erred when saw the quadruple presence of his foe. However, their synchronous movements told Griffon that he faced only one opponent. Unfortunately, he happened to conceal his true position with three exact copies!

“No, thanks!” he yelled as Griffon chose to stab one of the duplicates with his sword. Before the tip pierced his enemy, the Moon Elf veered the blade away from his initial target and sliced at the two facsimiles on opposite sides of the first figure….
 
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