Velve nodded as Ursula explained the situation. It was one that the drow understood all too well, perhaps even moreso. For Velve, telling his allies anything was a calculated risk on whether they would act to covertly disrupt his own movements, or not dare for risk of arousing his ire. If any one of them had a chance at killing him, they would take it in a heartbeat if they had any reason to believe they could hold on to his title after. Only the strength of his lieutenants kept every member of Ultrinnan Veldrin from attempting to murder him; they all knew that the lieutenants wanted the position, and would kill any underling who managed to achieve the task by some fluke. Thus, the number of immediate threats to Velve's dominance was lessened.<br/><br/>"Indeed," Velve said, agreeing with Ursula's last statement. "You would do well in Maerimydra, if you weren't what most would consider iblith," he said, grimacing at the last word. It was not the kind of word one would use to refer to a potential business partner, normally, but it was best to be honest at this time, and that complication would indeed be one that would need to be overcome for Ursula to be of use.