[Kythras]

Tway didn't know what she had been expecting. Surely not another planetouched, maybe a leper or a wellspoken if self-conscious half-orc. But a Drow! It was beyond even her wildest imagining. As far as she knew, there was only one Drow on the surface, and she had met him, this was deffinately not Drizzt Do'Urden. Whilst she was in no position to make assuptions due to the man's race, she did rest her hand on the hilt of her blade.

She had done her part, made this made reveal himself. It was not truly her place to interogate him, so she took a step backward, placing her a foot and to the side of Sh'rarn and te heirophant. It was their temple, they would deal with the dark elf...