Jezebel, a relatively normal drow female, who had been rather lucky today raiding an unsuspecting town, whistled happily as she lead her captured slaves into her personal dungeon. Spacious, dark lit by evil looking purple flames the interior looked nothing out of the ordinary... to a dark elf, the same can't be said about the prisoners.<br/><br/>Out of all the slave only three manage to capture her interest, the rest were to be just tortured or worked to death for the amusement of her and her companion. But those three, Drett Hailbane, Max Millman and Ares were something she had big plans for. Eventually she'd present them to the matron mother, of course the fact that they were males were a slight problem, the matriarch  practically adores female slaves, that and the fact that in drow society, females are regarded as better, meant that something needed to be changed about them. That was why she had Aerth working for her, the dark sorceress who would aid her in turning them into submissive little slaves.<br/><br/>Now she lead the three of them one after the other, chained up in more than that was necessary, one hand holding onto a whip. She like whipping them for now reason, if only to hear their screams. Around them no less then six male guards follow, just in case one of them was an expert at escaping. She didn't knock as she pushed the door open into Aerth's work room.