<strong>Location: House Llaeloth's throne room<br/>Time: Morning<br/><br/>Janafae, Andariel, Faeremhara, Elvas'thrae, Aeriyon </strong><br/><br/>Xyhri looked over to the Succubus as she took her place on the other side of Matron Faeremhara’s throne. The Yochlol unabashedly ogling the ivory flesh of her kindred sister. She had to admit that there was something alluring about the pale color of her perfect flesh; she would certainly have to taste and test, the succubus’s creamy white flesh for herself. She grinned wolfishly at Andariel before she turned her attentions back to the House Mage and the other Male. She studied him he had a brash demeanor well hidden under his facade of subservience. Like all worthy Males eager to pleas but eager to move ahead.<br/><br/>XyhriNeerune snickered softly as she watched the Male bow to her and then the Matron. She was impressed that he had the cunning to realize what she was. She nodded her head ever so slightly to him when he finished speaking, acknowledging his courteous greeting. As he turned his attention back to Matron Faeremhara she took the opportunity to look to Janafae. She looked resplendent in her full plate, suitably Fearsom and bewitching at the same time. He new companion was just as interesting; he appeared like a male Drow, thought clearly of mixed heritage. His draconic parentage clear, as well as his positioning as if guarding Janafae made it clear that he was more than likely her steed; or if the whispers she had heard were true did the knight actually serve the dragon.<br/><br/>Time would tell. She turned her attention back to Aeriyon as she offered his services to the Matron as an assassin for the House. Interesting indeed she thought as she waited for Faeremhara to respond.<br/>