<strong>Location:</strong>House Llaeloth's Throne Room<br/><strong>Time: </strong>Morning<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Janafae, Andariel, Faeremhara, Elvas'thrae, XyhriNeerune<br/>------------------------------<br/><br/>Aeriyon waited for the group to pass by him with his face kept down as if he didnt' even register their presence, but was watching them under the hood of his white hair. Once they passed him by he stood up to follow them on amazingly silent feet as he did, his cloak of arachnida trailing out behind him as he did. Once they were inside the throne room he politely bowed to them all and kept his mouth shut until he was prompted to introduce himself and state his business for being there. Better to keep it concise and direct without deviation or beating around the..stone in this case.  His purple eyes flashing as he looked at them each directly, to his credit; not once showing any sign of blushing or undue focus despite how lovely they all seemed.<br/><br/>His shoulder length white hair spilling forward silghtly, he bowed deeply to XyhriNeerune; having judged her to be of some form of superior import based on how the others reacted to her. The only thing that would make a drow matron show her that level of respect would be that she was otherworldly. Better to stay on her good side if at all possible.  "It's an honor to meet a handmaiden of the Spider Queen herself." He intoned toward her. But he glanced up at her with a mischievous gleam in those violet eyes, but said nothing. Everyone could see his silvery embroidered Cloak of Arachnida but also the black chain armor he was wearing under a similarly dark vest with drow styled boots; all of it magical. His bracers were a dark blue with coppery designs along it and the gauntlets he had on were in the form of fingerless leather gloves with dark purple designs on them: Drow style by the look of them both.<br/><br/>Then he focused on the Matron Mother: Faeremhara Llaeloth- his bow to her may not have been as deep as it had been to the demoness with her but it was respectful enough. "I greet the lovely matron of house Llaeloth on this pleasantly dark day." He smirked faintly, displaying a dry sense of humor. "I am here to offer my services to your house as a professional assassin." He said with total confidence in himself that came off as brashness but cocky arrogance; but a cool "Yeah I can do it." type of air about him. Aeriyon though played his part very well, but any attempts to figure him out would only get that he was being sincere. Sure he was out for the gold but he was professionally ethical about it.  "I can also offer you a solution to your ...monetary issue. I know of quite a few people who would clamor for your silken designs."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Is that alright though? To imply he has connections to markets on the surface that would pay out the ear for drow silk items? I'd like to but I dont' know how that quantifies in terms fo statistics or feats.</div></div>