tdm; yo ho ho

[desirestruth]

[a. the black forest

Hey, would you like to be in a bioluminescent forest with a bunch of thorns and the uncanny feeling something is watching you? No? Forest isn't happy with you either, as it turns out.

Which is why someone in a cloak and luminescent jackal eyes just appeared out of that bush.]

Stop.

[b. not in kansas anymore

Or, we take the option that you were simply minding your own goddamn business in your world. Quiet. Peaceful. No problems. And suddenly there is a jackal falling from the sky. Catch!]

Comments

[downdraft]

Ma'am, I can reach my kitchen sink from my bed back in my apartment in Erelhei-Cinlu. Believe me, I have nothing but the most honest praise for this fine cottage.

[desirestruth]

...Apartment?

[What is this city-folk nonsense.]

[downdraft]

Imagine a bedroom. Now imagine it half that size. Now imagine you got thirty other neighbors in their own tiny bedrooms and you're all sharin' the same bathroom at the end of the hall.

[desirestruth]

Why.

[downdraft]

Efficiency.

[desirestruth]

Efficiency in what, depression and a vitamin D deficiency?

[downdraft]

Wouldn't get much use outta' more space even if I had it. Wouldn't get much more vitamin D neither. Erelhei-Cinlu's a cave city.

[desirestruth]

...I never ceased to be amazed at where humanity decides to build settlements.

[WHY ARE YOU ALL LIKE THIS.]

[downdraft]

's a drow city, not a human one. They're nocturnal, can't stand the sunlight.

[desirestruth]

And what, pray tell, is a drow.

[downdraft]

Y'know what elves are?

[desirestruth]

[Suspicious squint.

So, no.]

[downdraft]

Well suffice to say, they ain't human. A hundred-year-old human's lucky if he ain't dead. A hundred-year-old drow's not even an adult.