With a slight grin, the Drow replies, "Proprieter?  Not I, I'm afraid, nor even a favored customer.  I chose this... less than delightful establishment simply because it was out of the way.  And perhaps because it reminds me a bit of my younger days... but I digress."  He waves a waitress to their table, and waits until she has left to fill the others' orders before going on.<br/><br/>"Welcome, my friends, and thank you all for joining me.  My name is Drenak; the name of my house is difficult for tongues that do not speak Drow from the cradle, but Everhate comes close enough to the meaning of it.  I have invited you here, that we may discuss the problem on everyone's minds of late; namely, Hell.  More precisely, that we may discuss what is to be done about Perdition's relentless advance.  Let us not mince words; not a one of us is less evil than the devils that come to enslave us, but that does not mean we bear any love for the slaves of the Pit.  We can understand Hell, and therefore, fight against it than any band of upstart do-gooders."<br/><br/>"Lady, gentlemen; the floor is open.  Please, share your thoughts on this matter."