She smiled at those words as her hands smoothed out the garments around her still moist lips. "That was exactly what I wanted to hear. If the outside of a house looks fearsome it acts as a wonderful psychological deterrent to anyone who would think about harming us."<br/><br/>The carriage stopped a few moments later, pulling along side the outer doors and the large brass portcullis raised as the soldiers got down from their posts. One of them opened the door and kneeled as she moved to step out and stretch. "Come along my pet, we have a few things to do before you'll be on your knee's again." she said with a mischevious tone.<br/><br/>The main hall was finely decorated with statues of past matriarchs set on both sides. Each one in a different pose and many of them with a variety of weapons from magic to daggers. The only things in common with one another were that they were all women and that they all wore armor with a similar spider motif. The floor, walls, and cieling were all made of obsidian, as smooth as glass.<br/><br/>As they came to the end of the main hall there was a second gate, this one having another brass portcullis in front of it but also several statues that stood in front of it. She stopped there as a voice came from one of them. Its voice booming and echoing "All who stand here praise my name." it called.<br/><br/>The matriarch made a motion to stay back as she spoke softly "I am master of the greatest arts of our queen. Emyala Kobone' Ver'lin."<br/><br/>The center statues eyes lit up once again before the gates opened and the matriarch looked back. "Each high ranking member of our house has their personal password. The password for our everyday soldiers changes each day at random times. If the wrong one is given these floors drop down into the river of lava beneath us. This makes entrance into the house nearly impossible as well as escape."