((( on it!))<br/>*she watched the creature walk out, pondering, stepping to another jar of preservation to drop the hair she took from the arcanoloths shoulder in, supressing the urge to wash her hand in holy water she called out for her imps.*<br/><br/>IIIIMPS!*as soon as two or three had assembled she ordered* Find out what you can about that dog that was just here also prepare one of the mounts for a ride, my research so far can wait. I'll be travelling semi incognito but still bring my weaponry, just in case.<br/><br/>Send message to Zaebos of the dark eight, tell him some yugoloth mercenaries got hold of something quite dear to him and find out how grateful he'd be to see this fact remedied, if he seems uncompliant tell him*peeks at part of the syllable in her jar* Borcoras'ter, that should yield interesting results *she pondered* and get me a map of the Wasting tower, what are you waiting for*She ordered,with a voice expecting obediance without question, then leaned back, collecting her assorted treasures. On the one hand it was dangerous to take most of her posessions with herself. on the other hand,.. this mission didn't seem as easy as it should be, for her taste at least. .. and it was not like her demiplane would ever be far from her either way.*<br/><br/>*once the preprations of the imps are done, presuming there are no issues she'd twirl her amulett of the planes... a quite useful item if you are smart enough to use it.. to go to Gehenna... with her riding cube!*