Sarya carefully viewed the globe sitting next to her in her bed. Images of nearby elven villages whisked by the globe as Sarya swept her hand across the globe. The globe quickly flickered out, and Sarya gently placed it back into it's side table holder. Resting back, a few moments was spent<br/><br/>Moving herself from the bed and to the edge, Sarya slipped out of bed, and began to put on her silks. The rooms were abit drafty, but that wasn't her concern. The clinking of the jewels and coins, and the slight hits of the dagger against her body, with the sight of the silken robe would make one think she was a harem dancer than House Dlardrageth Head Mistress.<br/><br/>Moving out of her room, Sarya calmly walked around the abandoned dwarven Fortress, now the new home base of House Dlardrageth and it's motley assortment of henchmen and figures. Sarya ignored many, who bowed at her sight, as she went to look for one particular house memeber. She found him within a few minutes.<br/><br/>"Larazus, I need to talk to you."