The Matron wished for a more fearsome means of transportation...  And for that, he wished to hunt down, kill, and then reanimate a powerful dragon.<br/><br/>"I shall do my best, Matron."  Antimony answered.  Yes, it was certainly wise not to wish for excitement in Erelhei-Cinlu.  It had a disturbing tendency to find you on its own.<br/><br/>While waiting with the rest of the staff for the Dread Mistress to exit the room, the half-drow found herself with a few moments to spare for idle thought.  Much of it was occupied with the planar slave auction, wondering what manner of slaves they would have, what manner of devils the slavers were, whether or not she would be called upon to accompany Matron Archwinter to the auction house in order to place her knowledge of extraplanar beings at the man's disposal...  She also spent some time admiring the magnificent construct that had been crafted for the Matron, however, and more time than that admiring the magnificent body of the House Weapon Master that was on display.<br/><br/>As the Matron led him around by his member, she couldn't help but recall how long it had been since the last time she had had the opportunity to indulge herself.  Perhaps tonight, after her research was done, she would find one of the more physically-gifted guards and cast a Charm spell upon him...