"You make it sound like most of us need to sleep, any more. Or haven't you noticed?" "Indeed. I haven't needed to trance for two days." "Drow matrons? My, you don't settle for the small time, do you?" They listen intently, as he explains his plot. "A wicked dance, truly worthy of a demon lord. I suppose I shouldn't expect anything less, should I? Though you might be interested in the latest crop of Abyssal 'volunteers' we collected, this week. A band of seventy-five drow males, all delicious-looking, to boot, came and offered to join, at one of our outlying fortresses."