Needing a helping hand... or two..

The slave moved to stand behind Uspir, the left part of her torso was covered by a purple cloak and she crouched to be beneath Uspir's height, she kept looking at Mi'reli hiding quite well her disgust for the way she talked mixing languages like a goblin but she had other goals in mind, she focused on determining her height, memorize the shape of her body, the color of her eyes, any distinctive details while Uspir smiled and then, she awaited for the reaction of the drow, not very happy to spend time with iddle chat but she knew better and awaited patiently.

Uspir would give Mi a playful narrowed eyed glance as she asks a question Uspir could not actually answer.. at all...

But being the rescourful person she was, she would simply smile and look at her sleaves which lacked hands and then sit back in her seat and just smirk, Mi was not going to find out anytime soon at this rate, unless she felt the urge to offer a regenerate spell, question was though would Uspir accept it? she did have a bit of a reputation for doing all in her power not to find herself in another pocket via favors.

*The drowess was surprisingly unassuming, she wears an intriquite dress and long silver hair tied back into a pony tail, the rest of her features seemed a touch generic for lack of a better word albeit being very well groomed. What set her apart was the aura she gave off and a spider tatoo proudly emblazened on her face*

"Dos are resourceful, there are more than one methods of speech. Or dos could beg to ussta for a tongue." *she smirks*

Uspir would however, do neither, she would not beg, she had to much pride for that, and like would rather not have aid for a Yath at all due to not wanting to end up in dept, and also, well, she really did not want any favors from lolth....

None the less, knowing that refusing a Yath was next to damn suicide she would sigh and nod before looking to her Familiar, the small beetle that was her familir would scuttle down Uspirs robes and would then run around a lot it would spell the rolling in the dirt in joined up writing.

"Unsure, No Yath though I am certain off, if you excuse me, I was about to head off to find a way of having my tongue and hands regrown."

The half-drow next to Uspir looked at the familiar and for a moment there she lost herself in thoughts, she had her own familiar, a test on how creating something worked, she named it for the fun of it and just like that she was back in Szith looking at the two drow and she had to focus again on what was happening, damn it was funny to have a pig named "Drow" waiting at home.

"Dos can go when usstan am finished" She says matter of factly, she tilted her head to the side eyeing Uspir. After a minute she closed her eyes seeming to be thinking before speaking mostly to herself.

"Dos are alive so probably naut the black archers, dos are certain its naut the yath, then perhaps a surfacer"

She opens her eyes eyeing uspir again

"How are dos unsure? Shadowy figure? Taken by surprise?"

Uspir would smile at that and give a soft shrug, her beetle getting bored of writing and decides to head off to go and hunt something..

Uspir did not stop he familiar heading off either, but in answer to Mi's question she would look upwards towards the caverns roof.

Ah vithing hell, dos were elusive with dossta words when dos had a tongue, now without this is getting irritating.

*She sits up taking a breath, the air is suddenly thick with power*

"Dos will owe ussta for this, and usstan will be sure to collect." *She states like its fact, drawing sigils in the air, she starts uttering a dark prayer to lolth before grabbing uspir not lightly, might be classed as painfully and forcing regenerating energies into the drowess holding it till at very least her tongue has regenerated before releasing her harshly sitting back down making her lingering irritation clear*

"Right there, now talk, what happened?"

((Regenerate is one of those nothing or all spells so even if she diddnt want to regen everything doesnt have a choice. the stumps will be regrowing over. . . 13 rounds so over the course of 2 minutes.

Skuld frowns under the hood at the spell, she doesn't say a word but she curses and stands up while Uspir is grabbed "I will go retrieve the beetle, Jabbress" she says and walks away at a fast pace in the direction of the missing familiar.

Uspir would, not look to happy about being forced into having this done, her eyes would narrow and for a second her aura of magic resistance went up... but then her staggering mind waged in and subdued her ego, the aura of spell resistance being subpressed to allow the magic to effect her.

Looking to her slave she would nod to her and nod make any gusture for her to stop, something hopefully skuld would notice and take into consideration later....

as the unholy divine energys are forced onto her, she would put up her mask of no expression apart from fake relief, as the spell reknitted her tongue and slowly her hands, Uspir would sigh and offer a small bow of her head. before saying.

"You can be sure... I stand ready to free myselffrom your.... kindness... fact of the matter is, I can not remember how I ended up in this state, I seem to have large chunks of my memory missing, as I was on the surface one moment heading towards the new faction of undead to meet with them and pretty much say, do not attack free haven, it connects to the underdark and right under there, there is a goddess of undead that would love to add them to her forces.. as ever... doing my part for the city...

As I was saying, I was heading there to meet them, but awoke in the underdark mutilated... I assume.. the meeting went... sourly..."

Since Uspir does nothing to stop her from walking away she walks away to the mushrrom forest and from the same portal that Uspir came out she walks right without looking back.

"First rule, don't trust an undead. Dos should know that much. Now how do dos know they are naut already minions of the banshee?"

She considered for a moment

"Usstan am to also assume dos don't remember how large their forces are either?"

No, not at all, but logically... compound that big.... along with the less restrictions of personal space and lack of need for personal living chambers.... I would... hazard a guess to..... mmm a potentional of 3000 humanoid sized undead, perhapd 3 to 6 giant undead and an infiante possible of incorporal undead, although I would not place their numbers above 500, all in all, the size of a undead population often depends on the size of the near by food suppies..." holding up her hands she would smile as she flexed them and with some skiled gestures of her fingers made some magic flicker on the ends of her fingers...

"None the less... I need to investigate what happened... someone.... wronged me... and I care not if that person is a Yathrin, the Champion of Lathander, or the Head of the Zhents, someone.... is going to pay.. and any that get in my way... will share that persons fate.."

Make dossta enquiries then, however do naut go far as usstan will have more questions soon. This matter has just gained the interest of the yath

..... *Uspir did not look pleased at having to stay close... not at all... but as much as she hated it... Mi was her superior and Uspir was a very lawful creature.. " Very well... I shall take up a tempory residence in this... place, for the time being. Aluve Yathtaller." Uspir would say offering a bow before heading off.