He pocketed the potion for himself, to be used whenever someone REALLY needed it, and frowned at the dead drow males. If nothing else, they might have been useful for digging tunnels, or being slaves to the hobgoblins. The female was healed up and put on one of the holding racks, for his personal attention, and he ordered Jerrick to keep away from her. The drow was his.<br/><br/>The sight of the new rooms was a bit disheartening, as it meant he now had a back door to keep watch on, but he wasn't going to let it get him down. Instead, he now had a perfect scapegoat should push come to shove. As long as they continued to not let anyone get a good look at the him, it could be passed off to someone else in the area. And if something came here that they couldn't readily handle, like an army, he could just seal off the 'back' portion of the base, let the intruders find the tunnel into the Underdark, and he could continue working here. Sadly, they would likely seal off the tunnels and collapse several rooms, but they could be redug out and re-established after the army had left.<br/><br/>But all that was for later. At the moment, he was going to have to get the tunnels finished, expand the rooms, and start work on the 'secret' portion of the base. Which meant more digging for the next week, while he focused on getting information from the drow and breaking her.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Journal Entry #19</div><div class="spoiler_body">The damn kobolds broke into a 'hidden' section of the outpost, revealing it was far grander than expected. However, getting my own personal drow is a better reward, me thinks. However, I have to figure out what she was doing here, and how close the nearest drow settlement is. Among other things.</div></div>