Zouhlnor Doubles in size and squares off his shoulders to the remaining female, "Countinue fighting us and you will never see the shadows of another day!"

 Scilence is what i bring to others!    

 During the conversation about mercenary leadership...

"I take no disrespect from you Geirildin, I haven't earned nor want  leadership duty. It is my experiance that us big imposing types are far less keen then those of frailer statures, and therefore we are easily kept in check as mindless sellswords,and that is my purpose" Zouhlor says with half a smile.

 "It is an odd thing when drow travel freely in the underdark, seeing as how we are suposed to be of houses that are basically solitary. I suggest, if we truely wish to be a part of this city and gain access to all of its streets we go in as the one thing drow houses are always in need of, Mercenaries. We should approch as a group with an identifiable leader and second in command, and we should have a group name. Mercenaries are always calling themselves something outlandish," says Zouhlnor

 Zouhlnor stops in his tracks, spins about and grabs up the unclaimed amulet, "Ill take this too, if there are no objections."  

 He shrugs at the scilence aimed in his direction and begins to armor himself.

"Perhaps we should look out for something we can use as make-shift netting  to protect ourselves from monsters of the water," Zhoulnor states.

 While Bartering...

"Will anyone else use this breastplate?, Zouhlnor signals to the magical breastplate from the room with the skeleton.

 "I'm willing. I must say though im not very stealthy, Iira would be more suited for stealth," Zouhlnor contemplates aloud.