Rolling a 1 in bluff

[21:02:52] "They are no lesser breeds." Illaron promptly replies towards the fae, once metal communication had been established. "They are Archons, and one of the few that still remain." At least to Illaron's knowledge.

"We've come to these caves to see what still stood after the cataclysm. If by delegates, you mean the last few of our kind, then yes. We are." His attention focuses solely upon the fae that stood before them.

"What is this place? Tell me more about the 'Black Pit'." Well, it didn't hurt to ask.

Probably.
(Illaron)
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[21:08:51] {NARRATION} That was not what the fae wanted to hear, "One of the few that remains? Cataclysm? Last of your kind?" The fae stood with a somewhat confused but mostly disgusted look upon his face. It stuck there for some time before his eyes went back and forth between Tragedy and Macha. Shortly, without warning, the fae simply burst into what seemed like forced fits of hysteria.

"Aha, yes, very good sir. A nice joke to get back at me for my rudeness earlier. Yes, quite a good one I must say. Last of your kinds my word." Fake tears were wiped away from his eyes. "But very well sir I shall play along. This is the Black Pit. The furthest outpost of the Black Realm before the great sea. Lord Ry'lorn presides over here and he has been awaiting you."

"We have been waiting for you representatives to arrive for some number of years now. May I ask what the hold up was? And do you have it with you?"
[21:11:24] Daevas says, "<-lumps up his gear into the sack that he had brought with him full of preparations... and hauled it around with him, wrapped dexterously around his tail as he followed the face of the party, Illaron.->"
[21:14:49] "Lord Ry'lorn. Yes, I see." He didn't really. But perhaps they could learn more by playing along. "It has been quite awhile, we've had some... Complications on the way here." That would be an understatement. "But we're finally here. Tell me, it's been awhile so my mind is clouded, all the mindless walking after all."

"What was it that Lord Ry'lorn wanted, exactly?"
(Illaron)