They hovered nearby the structure, as Draiss stared at it through the temporary view port. "Well, that is... unfortunate.  LW21, arm up, you are dropping for intel. You will have one hour."<br/><br/>The unit in question paused and glanced at him. "You don't want to do it yourself sir?"<br/><br/>"Drop into the home of my mind raped ally, which is full of scantily clad, gorgeous drow females that think I am the husband of their goddess, and would do anything I ask? My willpower may be that of an overdeity, but there ARE things that are best to not tempt a man with. At least not if we want to stick to our time table."<br/><br/>The unit would have smirked if it had an organic mouth, before popping the back hatch and leaping out onto the safe ground around the palace. It returned having either gathered information one hour later, or faster if it had drawn aggro from the residents. After picking it up, they headed on to the next destination, Kamariel's home.