Sterling looked over at Fay and reassured her saying, "Don't worry about Zak's bonds or her warmth Fay, I'll take care of them. By the way, did you know that you're turning into a High Elf?" With a flick of his wrist, the Swordsman cut the Lorekeeper's restraints. Still smiling at Zakiyah with that same mischevious grin that he had displayed in the castle; the Dark Elf removed his cloak and placed it about the Lorekeeper's shoulders, gently wrapping it around her as if it were a blanket.
"There you go, Zak, we don't want you to catch your death of cold now do we!" declared the Drow calmly. "Especially in light of all that we've been through together. If you came down with pneumonia right now, it would seem almost anticlimatic by comparison." As the Lorekeeper gave the Dark Elf one of her infamous scowls of scorn, Sterling chuckled a little and walked off to greet the others.
"Ah, Zanthia, Fay, Cole, Iris, and company"--Pointing to those individuals he had not met before--"It's good to see you guys again, how've you been doing?" asked the Drow passively. "And who are your new friends? Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Sterling Coleman. And inspite of the fact that I am a Drow, I'm really not one of the bad guys."
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