"Ruby it is, then. As for what you'll be doing? Let's just say, I need someone to, occasionally, serve as my eyes, my ears, and my face to the public, for the times when I can't, myself, for whatever reason. I intend to train you in the subtle arts; manipulation, subterfuge, coercion, and much more. But, first, we need to make sure you're prepared for the role."<br/><br/>She leads them into an underground tunnel, though it's well lit; only the colder temperature, and sound of running water overhead reveal the true nature. She seems to flinch, as they cross beneath the river, but says nothing. While the path branches off in a few directions, she follows the route without hesitation, eventually climbing up a short set of stairs, into a small, well-furnished waiting room. A few moments later, a stunningly attractive, winged woman enters, dressed in what could only be called slinky black lingerie. "Oh, you're already here? I just got the message... is this the one, then? Oh, she's just adorable." "Yes, she is... unless either of you have further concerns, I'll leave you to work your magic, Illistria?" The succubus nods, having no further questions.