>>5290528>>5290528The meal you are presented with by the dark elves later, around a pungent fire they start with dried fungus and moss, is scarcely better than your own rations in flavour, but it is fresher and full of much-needed moisture, and your waterskins and flasks are restocked. The Drow seem to favour cave snails as a delicacy, presenting the small, shelled molluscs and showing you to proper way to slurp out the insides without breaking the shells, which they stack. They are certainly the most flavourful part of the meal, and accompanied by tiny amounts of a rich, smoky cheese. Your people and the elves do not mingle overmuch, but you sit in speaking proximity to the elven leader, with the Translator close at hand for when your limited command of her language fails you.
“So this ‘Mother of Dragons’ will make my females bare many more young?” the elven leader asks. “And this Serpent Ascendant will make them into strong warriors, as you are?”
“That is… Yes.”
It’s correct ENOUGH, you’d wager. No point in complicating things.
“Then your people must be a big, powerful empire,” she says, watching yoru reaction. “Many in number, strong in your army.”
“Well…” you hesitate.
What do you say?
>Admit your people’s current condition of relative weakness, but emphasize that together with her people, you can rise to reclaim the surface and your past glories>Play up your people’s strengths, downplaying the disadvantages you face and even lying in necessary>Change the subject [to what?]>Flirt HARDER [specify if your interest is primarily political, sexual, or courtship]>Make an excuse to end the conversation so you can avoid answering directly>Write-inWhat do you direct your people to do, if anything?
>Let them do as they will>Direct them to mingle and socialize>Instruct them to remain apart and dignified>Have them gather genetic material and intelligence that you can use against these elves if it comes down to it>Write-in 