"They may be sub-drow but they still gotta little golde and junk... cattle... weapons..." Neit just looked annoyed, and rolled the cigar through her fingers as she spoke. "Or hummies themselves. Ya know they actually put the males in charge? So it's no wondere even the big half-pretty womens aren't too harde ta push arounde. Taldi coulde even buy 'em offe us, or give 'em a good bit of teachin', eh?"

"Ya fancy spendin' a bit of cash on gobbie weapons then?"