"I do not know what this 'science' is. A form of magic?" For all that the human seems to have the weight of centuries behind him and his words, Auniira...is an elf. Her people have the weight of millenia behind them--sadly, her people focus more on war and chaos than anything creative. Anything that was built to last.

She had not been raised in the Underdark, and those who did raise her had rejected the cruelty of Lolth, but that hardly meant they had been accepted in the World Above.

"If anything, if your words are true, it is a long and difficult road I have stepped foot upon. I suppose the results remain to be seen, do they not?"

Auniira glanced over at the Murkrow, giving it a thoughtful look. It needed a name, but nothing came immediately to mind. Surely there were easy ones to choose, but...easy was not always best.