<strong>Krayt</strong><br/><strong>Location/Time</strong>Approaching the Stronghold/Morning<br/>HP: 188/188<br/>AC: 31 (flat 26, touch 20)<br/>Status: Normal<br/>Effects: Currently in Deep Dragon form but soon to change into his Drow form. Fearful Aura Suppressed. True Seeing.<br/>(http://img838.imageshack.us/img838/677/maledrow.jpg) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/838/maledrow.jpg/)<br/><br/>Uploaded with ImageShack.us (http://imageshack.us)<br/><br/>Krayt beat his wings flying low over the city, it would have been easier to spend the night in the City of the Drow than travel back in the morning but as interesting as the funny little creatures were he didn't trust them. They were curious things and fun to play with when he was bored but he rarely took the luxury of sleeping in the city. His wings spread wide he floated silently towards his target the Spiders Maw, this was where Matron Phardril Lice-Drilloth operated from with her household of Drow. He would have preferred to operate independently but he had become aware of a larger male operating in the area, no doubt thinking him not a threat yet but that would change soon enough and he would need allies then. A fanged grin spread across his maw with a low growl of pleasure for when he would claim these lands as his, oh the Drow and the Kobolds and other little creatures drew their own maps and lines but he knew that in the way that truely mattered it would be his, he would repay House Lice-Drilloth when the time came assuming they were still around, the Drow were such hasty people.<br/>As his clawed feet touched the ground he changed shape into a male Drow and nodded to the guards, he could have gotten into the stronghold a few ways he pondered but it would be a sign of disrespect and they were his allies... and the Matron was cunning, she had secrets she would not have shared with him quickly, if he tried a more covert route into the stronghold it may prove troublesome. The guards didn't seem alarmed- well unusually alarmed, he did make an impression but clearly their holdings were not under attack.<br/>His steps padded lightly on the floors as he walked closer to the holdings before catching the eye of a servant "Fish" he barked and smiled as they scurried off to fetch him some food. He toed the line and showed respect to the Matron and her inner circle but would not debase himself by conversing with servants for any longer than was necessary, at least unless they were very attractive or in some way interesting... but if they couldn't prove that without speaking he wouldn't always listen closely. Dark clothes fluttered back as he moved eyeing the servants and guards. Perhaps the Matron would have something for him to do today or maybe he'd find his own fun but first he must check an alliance is an alliance and he'd pay it the proper respect.