"Naukhel zhah bauth, Da'urzotreth l' dobor wun" Chuckles came from the shadows.

The door cracked and opened with a thud as he moon took peeked from behind a cloud in the night's sky, just long enough as two dark skinned Elves entered the Silver Arrow dragging the carcass of a deer along with them. The blood ran along the Arrows floors leaving a trail on the polish stone floor.

The taller of the two Drow nimbly leaped over the bar and grabbed bottles of fey thick with cobwebs.

“This will do us fine.” He said as set two bottles on the bar top. The other Drow smiled evilly as he took his fur cloak off.

“Coming to the surface is not bad now that the Duchess of Snow has made it so overcast, so it is good that we kept our furs from last winter. Who ever would have thought that taken Tel’Ruid would just be a so easy. As the Duchess of Snow spoke every time an animal’s blood stains the snow in Tel’Ruid, it makes the Elven magic a bit weaker" He said as he opened the bottle and took a long swig chuckling between drinks.

“Yes, killing the animals in the this infernal glade is thirsty work. Ghil zhah Tel'Ruid, whick orn ulnin tlu udosst, back to work.” Said the shorter Drow as he picked up his furs to leave.

The Drow behind the bar grabbed several more bottles of Fey, jumped up on top of the bar top.

“Hey look at this.” Walking up and down the bar top he poured the bottles of Fey all over the counter and stools, as it spilled over on to the floors forming a river that mixed with the blood of the deer. “Who would have thought the day would come when I could do this.” He said with a laugh.

"A big surprise waits for the Elves when the sun rises."

"Siyo, it will"

The two Drow ran off into to the shadows of the forest leaving behind a trail of laughter that rang through eve's air.