Through silence she flowed down the halls of her elaborate stalagmite fortress home, moving with a grace little known among the more brutally oppressive and heavy handed females that shared her gender. Jhul'ee had achieved her power through means not like her fellow sisters of Lolth who preferred grand displays of their goddess given status and power, showing all who held the power and why it was they ruled. No, Jhul'ee was not like them, though at the same time she was. She preferred subtlety, savoring its sensuous delights instead of letting the more rough and ruckus delights tempt her. Comparing her to water would not have been an unworthy comparison as any who had been allowed to see her, knew her movements were purposeful and utterly flawless like flowing water; her means were destructive akin to water, not always apparent but never the less, destructive.<br/><br/>As she strode through the halls she did not hide her presence, though, no one heard her coming. Few had grown accustomed to her ability to eliminate all sound coming from her person, and seeing her appear seemingly from no where, still sent chills up and down spines in most of her house. Even if they masked their uneasiness well, she could still tell her ways affected them, and it was how she liked it. Silence was a more powerful weapon than intimidation; all Drow knew and expected intimidation, few expected silence however, especially from a Matron Mother. Matron Mothers were well known for their displays of anger, rage, and wrath. It was a staple of their ruling style. Unlike their cumbersome ways, Jhul'ee liked to let those who angered her worry over her silence. Was she actually angry? Had she not been offended? It was a delicious tactic to plant the seed of arrogance or doubt within them and to let it root and take over, then as the seed began to bear fruit, she would strike leaving them crippled or fodder for her necromancers. Jhul'ee had her ways, and they had served her well.<br/><br/>Ang'tran's surface dwelling creatures, Ettercaps, stood guard outside of his room watching in silence with their arachnid like eyes ever watchful. The Matron Mother approached catching them off guard a moment their mandibles bared and snapping, a warning to be weary. She ignored them utterly and made her way into the Draegloth's room, stepping inside past the door and stopping in the opening of his room. The Ettercap guards quickly recognized her and fell silent, knowing better than to antagonize that particular Drow. The snakes on her whip hissed loudly at the Ettercaps, even as she walked into the room, letting it be known they were ready to defend their mistress. Receiving soft strokes, each of her five heads calmed down but kept watchful eyes on the door and the inside of the room.<br/><br/><strong>My dear Ang'tran, I desire your presence.</strong>Though she used words of endearment, Ang'tran knew it was a facade; she might as well have been demanding his presence. He, however, knew she was not prone to losing her patience like other Matron Mothers he had guarded.<br/><br/>_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>The short trip to the ruling houses fortress was uneventful as everyone knew enough to avoid House Jacess'tarrin. Jhul'ee was not one for public displays so instead of her displays portraying her power, rumors did the job for her. Every Drow knew to put stock into rumors but not to put all their lizard eggs into it. Even if the enormous Ang'tran hadn't been under her House's sway, the rumors alone kept all Drow in the processions path, far away.<br/><br/>In tow was the houses Weapon's master, a High Priestess daughter Juesca, and Ang'tran; as well as six foot soldiers. They wasted no time in arriving at the council meeting, taking their place inside the elegant temple of Lolth. Jhul'ee gave a silent prayer to Lolth as she entered, taking her place near the front. With Ang'tran with her, she stuck out and made no attempt to stay in the shadows. This was not a time to conceal her presence, it was in fact the opposite.<br/><br/>As the meeting went on and all of the details became apparent she stayed silent letting other Matron Mothers speak out, letting their opinions, declarations, threats, and so forth ramble on as she took it all in before speaking. This threat was of monumental consequence and one which required the utmost attention from all.