Abduxuel continued to converse with the devil until they said their goodbys. It seemed there was some sort of agreement formed. He pondered the devil's name for a moment and knew he could always research it more if he felt the need.<br/><br/>Once she had left Izerel possessed Abduxuel's belt and Myzriel left the huge whip he had been augmenting to materialize fully in the room. To the naked eye it just looked like the snake bodied man decided to abandon his ethereal state. The question as to how the Brachina knew of the Dvati twins continued to perplex both of them and their mistress.<br/><br/>“Mother, I advise against calling her if all you desire is a single wish. She is charging you four times  their common market value. I am certain with a bit of looking I could save you 200,000 gold even on an extreme mark up.” Myzriel said. Most of the time he acted rather fitting of a jester with a cruel sense of humor. Much of the history he and Abduxuel told others was made up, but the part about him being raised in a house of powerful merchants was not. Even in his crazier moments he retained a strong knowledge of coinflow.<br/><br/>“I worry that the former matron was not exceptionally cunning in her business dealings during her waning years. It will be one of my first orders of business to invest what liquid funds we have into augmenting our income with my magic. Mother loves all of his house and his new children. My magic is my unholy womb and in it all my children shall grow!”<br/><br/>Abduxuel stood and strutted to the center of the room raising his face and hands upward in victory and self aggrandizement. “In her infinite knowledge Lolth has chosen me to rule this house!” Mother Hunger pointed at Xeranth and loudly projected. “Do you hear me Xeranth!?” He walked forward and smiled, making the tender motion to stroke the warlock's hair. Even in this peaceful gesture it seemed like the Matron Mother was repressing his intrinsic desire to grab the male and dominate him.<br/><br/>“You will be forgiven my poor child. Mother Hunger has orders for you. Let this house know that I am in command and procure for me mated pair still in love, elves or humans preferably. I want them young and attractive. If we have none on hand then you have Mother's permission to buy them. They will be washed, and you will strip and meet me in the chapel with them. I must give thanks to the Spider Queen, do not make us wait, my child.”<br/><br/>“Come with me Micar. We have to prepare and you are far to dressed for my taste.” Abduxuel said as he walked out of the room. He could see to a few things before Xeranth came back with the offering. Anduxuel greatly envied Lolth, her doctrine had benefited him greatly. Before the night was over she would taste blood and know that she would continue to reap the spoils of Abduxuel's rising power.