Shan'sail snorted after the dragon had left. As if she would be powerfull enough to cross a matron unless she had three or more hundred years time to build a solid power base. She often dreamed of that, but there were more pressing matters for this century. She waited for ten or so minutes, to let the dragon the time to leave the fortress and not think that she was following him. She wasn't planning to. But deep dragon was likely to be as paranoid as any drow.<br/><br/>After waiting, she left the stronghold, making her way to the Ghetto of Performers.