It was, undoubtedly, a diverse army. It seemed to be split into four separate areas, the humanoid area, the giant area, the outsider area, and the command, in the center, in order of size, from largest to smallest. The outsiders had fewer troops in general, though there were a few humanoids moving amongst them, clearly clerics and mages used to summon more of them, as evidenced by the summoning circles, placed periodically. It's certainly an army, and likely more than capable of overrunning the entire country, without much difficulty, once on the march.<br/><br/>The directions lead to a rather large and ostentatious tent. Upon entering, Draiss immediately spies the Marilith, in a haze of smoke, with two nude slave girls, both full lion-women, assisting her. A pair of long cigarettes are held in her hands, while two more hands tend to smoke-producing braziers, giving the entire tent a warm, heavy scent. "Make sure you close it tight. I do so like having all the comforts of home, don't you?" she asks, curled up on a small mound of pillows, her torso resting on her back coils, though Draiss will spot her half-dozen blades in scabbards, close at hand, if needed. She gestures with another free hand to a pile of pillows in front of her, for him to relax on; once he sits, one of the slave girls offers him a box of cigars to pick from, if he'd like.