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Gah! Nothing is happening. I don't need to be here! They're just going to find the scroll and banish it. I know, why don't I talk with the Ghirrash. He must miss some sort of a friendly face. Heh, silly Ghirrash.

Zanas creeps to the crappy gateway, finding a snug spot to sit in. She then speaks, in the Shadow tongue, to the Ghirrash.

"So, Ghirrash, how long have you been down here?"

(Shade Tongue)
"Oh, I know you could 'could disembowel me easily, hanging my shreds from the stones about this room!' But what if you did? You would just kill another little shadow elf. I bet you love killing my kind. Having them run in fright. We think you are but a fairy tale, a little story so that children do not wander off in the night. The dreaded Ghirrash. He that kills with but a thought. Oh yes, I am fearful of you. Even if you did kill me, I would more than likely be resurrected by my kin. It would involve somehow getting me to the shadow plane, or perhaps using a rare spell, but I do not doubt I would eventually come back to this world. I could even say to my family, 'Oh, yes. A Ghirrash killed me,' That would be a nice item to have on my list of great things I have done. Killed by a dreaded Ghirrash.
Why do you act as if I am brave, as if I am not fearful of you? You say things as 'Who, then is meat in the end? What of when you are cornered?' What does that even mean? Do you think we consider you meat? That you are cornered? Do you believe we are doing this for your own good? Many, including I, would like nothing better than to see you gasping for your last breaths, impaled on our sword! That would be a fine sight! But it is not a sight for this day, and we know it both. My 'infernal friend' you speak of will be here soon. Then, you shall go back to that plane of shadows from where you came. You will be able to rip and tear at all those helpless little people. They are so easy to kill, are they not? You enjoy the hunt? The fight? Hah! You enjoy nothing but the slaughter! You wish to hang my shreds from the stones of the room? You do not! You wish to please yourself in your own disgusting manner, to rip and tear at innocents like a schoolchild does to small bugs and plants. Savagery? To do that would not be savagery! Even the most barbaric people do not pride themselves on what is to them breaking a twig! But you, you have crude delights! Even if you did choose to rip me, or my friend, or any one of our party to little bits, it would be no challenge.
You say big words, make great boasts! If you were to meet one of your kin, intent on slaying you, you would both wait before charging in. You would say 'It is strategy,' but it would not be strategy! The first one to charge would be the winner, for he would know he is the stronger. He would not dare to risk his precious hide, and would never bravely charge a superior! He would run, he would be a coward! Just like you. I wish no more talk with such a crude creature. I am shamed that my homeland can spit out such a thing. Good day to you, Ghirrash."

With that, Zanas makes her way back to the group.