Atelar cringed as Glith laughed his oh so eerie laughter. It sounded like sand paper and nails screeching against plate metal. Atelar turned away as Glith stepped forward and reduced the once mighty wizard of Thay to rubble. Inside Atelar grinned darkly. The high and mighty elf had it coming to him, to be honest. Atelar found many elves quite disagreeable, just because of the fact that they were so overly proud, and often refused to speak to half breeds such as himself. He did feel a little bad for the elf though, in some odd, half brotherhoodial way that likely made no real sense.
Atelar shrugged and turned his way towards the regrouping party. He noticed Kostvell rubbing his injured arm. All of his wounds acquired in this battle was not because of mistakes on his part, or even injuries inflicted upon him by the elf wizard. No, Kostvel's injuries came from a different source. Atelar's eyes narrowed and he shot a suspicious glare at the girl who had joined them. His gaze lasted for the briefest of moments, and then turned away. Later. He'd deal with her later. First they had to get out of this forsaken place. Once they did, there would be plenty of time for questions.
The short half elf returned his attention to Kostvel as he was complimented. The half breed nodded in thanks and Kostvel went on to comment about the wizard's prowess with magic as well. That gave Atelar pause. He noticed that, although the wizard they faced was a wizard of Thay. The elf did not throw a single spell at them. The hole Kostvel referred to was not a spell from the wizard. Atelar opened his mouth to point out just that. But he quickly decided against it and shut his mouth. No, the thing to do now was to get out of here.
"Well, I mean I could always just blast it with another spell," Atelar said jokingly.