Drizzt Asks Important Questions

[naturaltwohands]

This is Drizzt Do'Urden, and I have a simple question: what does one do in Liminal Space beside read books? It is too small to have anything left to explore, unless one tries to scale the wall.

[He does not sound frustrated, but in a good general mood. Drizzt seems more amused about it than anything, and he figures someone will have a good answer for him.]

I ask because I am afraid boredom begins to strike at my heart with my blades still for so long, and I need something more to combat it properly. Perhaps one of you has advice?

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[amourtician]

I mean, ah, I have a few ideas, but they require a partner and I haven't had luck in finding someone—

[naturaltwohands]

[Drizzt suspects by the tone that he might regret asking this, but...]

A partner?

[amourtician]

Mmm-hmm. A partner and some privacy, darling.

[naturaltwohands]

I wish you luck in finding someone, then.

[Maybe he would have been embarrassed before spending six years with sailors, but certainly not now.]

[amourtician]

Hah! Awfully nice of you, dearest.

But, ah, no, Liminal Space is very much a bring-your-own-entertainment kind of place. So I'm afraid that if even the old standbys fail you, there isn't much you can do.

You could always yell insults at the sky and see if the Trumps make things more exciting for you!

[naturaltwohands]

I have long since learned people have different needs than my own. [He's spent six years with sailors.]

Ah, I was afraid you would say that. But I believe I will not stoop to insults quite yet, even if I have learned some good ones over the years.

[Dwarves and sailors, gotta love them.]

[amourtician]

See it less as stooping and more as ... defiance in the face of forces that treat is as playthings, darling!

[naturaltwohands]

Playthings? I thought we were their allies.

[Said with a dry tone, directed at the Trumps themselves.]

[amourtician]

Hah! Oh, sweetness. If you believe that, I do believe I have a bridge you might be interested in—

[naturaltwohands]

[Oh, joy.]

I'm afraid I'm not familiar with the saying, although I can gather its meaning well enough. I was lead to believe otherwise. Perhaps you could elaborate?

[amourtician]

Oh, I'm merely ... rather cynical, darling. It's not like we were given a choice about whether we want to participate. Much as I enjoy this place, I would've liked some warning. I have a family back home, you know.

[naturaltwohands]

[Ah. Drizzt lightens a bit.]

I can understand the sentiment, and I likewise wish we had been given a choice. My only remaining family is here, but my friends are back home, and I must admit I miss them greatly.

[He says it so calmly, completely forgetting that he has neglected to tell Zaknafein yet that they're the only Do'Urdens left. It's been well over half a decade for him, so it is old news.]

[amourtician]

Oh—

I'm sorry, dearest. About your family—

[private, no psychic protections]

[naturaltwohands]

[And Drizzt goes dead silent for a good ten seconds on his end. Well, shit. He hadn't meant for that to slip, but it had. When he picks back up again, he's quieter. And also this is now private.]

Do not be. They were evil, save for my father and myself, who is here with me. One of my sisters... may have been otherwise in another life, but even she fell to the same fate as the others.