The drow laughed. "I think not, elf. You are to be a gift for my lady, and I think she's going to enjoy you. And then, who knows? If you're lucky, you will bear her child, who may go on to live in a position among my people. If not... well, you can certainly be used for breeding, nonetheless," she said, in a cruel, moving tone.<br/><br/>The woman had a gorgeous figure, dressed in close-fitting leather armor, and the naturally graceful movements common to all elfkind. "But, first... to call my lady to my side," she said.<br/><br/>Moving over to a dresser, she pulled open a drawer, and removed a small, wooden box. She touched several points on it, and the lid popped open, revealing a small, ugly stone, about three inches across, sitting on a cushion, which she removed. She then fished out a piece of chalk from a pocket, and knelt down to the floor, drawing a circle, about three feet across. She studied it, then erased it and redrew it more carefully. Satisfied, she stepped out of the circle, careful not to smudge it, and reached out over the center of it, crushing the stone in her hand with ease, and letting the dust form a small pile in the middle. She then drew out a knife, and with a swift motion, cut the palm of the hand that had crushed the stone, spilling a few drops of blood onto the pile.<br/><br/>That finished, she backed away, and sat on her haunches, waiting. A long minute passed, before the dust erupted in a cloud of smoke and flame, extending several feet high in an instant, and gone just as quickly. In its place stood another drow figure, though this one was wearing a tight-fitting black corset, black panties, and black, knee-high boots, with a pair of folded, bat wings against her back, a long, sinuous tail, and a pair of small, red horns, just above her forehead.<br/><br/>The woman who'd just appeared sniffed the air for a moment. "Is that.. a virgin I smell?" she said, her voice soft and alluring, as she turned to smile at Rimeera, revealing that her eyes were a golden hue, with cat-slit pupils. "Oh, and an elf, too. My, my, you have brought me quite the treasure, Minurra," she said, smiling at the drow, who had dropped to her knees, and bowed low.