The next day, the kobolds would escort the drow representatives to her chambers to meet with her. Leading the group was a tall drow woman, dressed in a heavy, leather coat, bulging with pockets and loops to hold items; every one she could see seemed to be filled with potion vials. Accompanying her were a dozen drow males wearing ragged clothing, shackled together, being guided by a muscular male drow, wearing solid-looking armor, and carrying a spiked, two-handed sword.<br/><br/>The woman stepped forth, and bowed to Finexia. "Greeting, Slithering Queen. I am Briszlyn, master alchemist, at your service. We ahve, as requested, brought some of our... less useful slaves, as a gift for you."