Draiss raised an eyebrow at her smirk, considering the offer, before nodding. "Very well, seven hundred fifty of you best drow women and matrons, as well as two of your daughters, in exchange for shadow stalkers no longer sallying beyond the walls of the cities they are assigned to against your own forces for the remaining duration of the war."<br/><br/>He offered her his hand, a shake to seal the deal, as he prepared to send the orders and request that an avatar be sent to Ellistraee to let her know he had made a bargain with Lloth, like he had promised her he would. If she shook, he leaned back, and pulled out a bottle of rum. "So, drink? And what would you like to exchange in return for my forces not manning the walls?"