As Ral listened to Sterling, he found himself with a bit more respect for the Drow warrior than usuall, after all, he reasoned, anyone who can quote Bill and Ted has to be at least sane.
Pipeing up, cuase he's that kinda guy, Ral says, "Nice deduction Fearless, it explains the more-than-just-a-catty-yaknowtheword antagonisim with Ash. Let's just hope that Mind Flayer set her up with the illusion spell, I like the fact that they're "Evil Us's" better than the idea that they're "Evil Us's with toys we haven't even thought of." Oh..and good job furrball. I wasn't serious about eatin ya. Much."
Avioding Ash's Glare-o-Death, Ral continues, "Sleep sounds like a good idea, but can we risk takeing a break and not endoing up dinner for the frog leg legion? Or even better, Loth's midnight snack. I just hope that we don't see any of those drider things..." Shuddering slightly, the Monk busys himself trying to open one of those dang child-proof gourd corks.
