The women nod; none of them are terribly pleased with the turn of circumstances, but they had been chosen from two hundred different planes, just a handful from each, and no two from the same city, and such requests on behalf of their goddess were common. It was certainly a better ending, so far, than death upon an altar.<br/><br/>Slowly, they shuffle through the portal, spreading out into the city, their new home, for now, claiming homes for themselves. The three daughters arrive in his presence, before long; the two drow a potent priestess and a psion, and the drider, a rather mean-spirited and aggressive ranger. He'll note they're among her older daughters; not the oldest, but older. Likely ones who had displeased Lloth enough to banish them, or had plots potent enough that only their removal would benefit the Spider Queen.