The sultan nods, and summons one of his servants, asking them to bring out one of the girls for Draiss. "I do hope you won't run off with her," he jokes, as they wait for the harem girl to arrive. "I paid a pretty penny, for this one." He declines the offer for magical services, although he does ask if Draiss might be interested in working for him on a more permanent basis, though to take some time to think about it, first, handing him a small scroll, which contains all of the details of the job offer, including a large salary and significant stipend for personal research, as well as four months out of the year off, to work on that research, as needed. They payment would be generous for almost any pre-epic mage, which is clearly what the sultan surmises Draiss to be.<br/><br/>A little while later, a stunningly beautiful elven woman, dressed significantly less modestly than anyone else he's seen, is escorted out to meet him. "Good evening, master," she says, bowing low. "I am Melindra, and it is a pleasure to meet you." Tyra snorts a little, beside him.<em>I'm better looking than her.</em>