From the doorway came a sound of the clearing of a throat. "Everythign is as t should be, Matron. Do you require anything else of me?" Micar said, the large male standing there rather sexily as he leaned against the wall. Quite the sexy drow in his own right, he did admire his little brother, and all his ambitions. He didn't acknowledge Gul just yet, but the comment about the cuttign of penises off had his eyes narrowed. Oh Abduxuel better not be thinking of doing tat to him was all he could say. There was only so far brotherly love could go.