Tsabral simply listened silently to Matron Mother Qu'larrin announced what had occurred to cause such an uproar throughout the city. Noquurden, his brother and House Barri'afin's Weapons Master, shared his uncaring attitude towards the news, though their sister did not. Ilphbryn allowed her eyes to widen considerably at the revelation, her hands balling into fists and the threat of either Noquurden or Tsabral being struck by the tightly coiled whip on her hip was increasing drastically. "A creature, or even a demi-god dares to challenge the survival of Menzoberranzan!? Whatever it is, it will surely perish for daring to challenge the power of Lolth's subjects!"<br/><br/>Eyeing his sister, Tsabral wondered at her fierce display; despite being a Priestess of the dark goddess, Ilphbryn was rarely so passionate about a challenge to Lolth's power. His sister was, however, quite devoted to their House, and knew, as Tsabral did, that Elvvyll'hlaate had been planning an attack that would further advance House Barri'afin's position within the city. Matron Qu'larrin had just obliterated any chance of such an attack taking place, however. Thinking to himself, Tsabral considered that they could attempt to use one of the city's many resident mercenary troupes, though such a job would be quite expensive.<br/><br/>Finally settling on doing nothing more than shaking her head in anger, Ilphbryn began moving toward the Temple's doors, her brothers falling in line behind her. As House Barri'afin's only present female, she had the authority to dedicate its official support, as well as its armies, to the defense of the city. Doing such a thing, however, would most likely lead to her death, torture at the least, at the hands of Matron Elvvyll'hlaate. That, was something Ilphbryn did not wish to suffer.