When adopted daughter had left naked and beaten from throne room, same instant came in running a drow male! Uninvited! But the drow male in question was Zeranth Llaeloth, Faeremhara's personal servant and outside counted as her consort. Zeranth had labored breath as he had ran long distance and he was injured and bleeding to the throne room floor. However despite pain he knelt and faced towards matron mother and had immediately recognized yochlol's presence, that much XyhriNeerune could read from his reaction.<br/><br/>After gasping for breath a a second he said; "Excuse me for intrusion matron mother Faeremhara, but I have serious trouble in my business which may need aid of the house itself to deal with. As this has gone beyond my capabilities to solve."<br/><br/>Elvas'thrae quirks his eye brow on the news.<br/><br/><em>Job for me suppose? Is it slave riot? Other house mage?</em><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Location: City Outskirts: Wizard Aseph's residence.<br/>Time: Early Morning<br/>Tags:Eriadora, Tarennar</strong><br/><br/>(My bad, I edited earlier post say different name in the question)<br/><br/>The hobgoblin looked on Tarennar and then Eriadora and replies; "Wait for a moment." The hatch closed. Around under five minutes the great double doors creaked open, pulled open by the hobgoblin in admantine armor and scarred eye and he grunts; "Master Aseph awaits you in his office, I bring you there good sir." The hobgoblin closed door once Eriadora and Tarennar were through. Hobgoblin led them up the stairs of the mansion to third floor, turning leftmost side of the tower hallways and turned left once again and entered side passage in right. The inside of the tower felt....bigger than what it gives to outside. A illusion? Or magical space expanding magic in certain areas?<br/><br/>None the less hobgoblin led to another door where was carved crown, dragon skull gnawing on a scepter. The hobgoblin waved over dragon's skull eyes which flared green and with click door opens and inside sitted Aseph (http://drowcampaign.roleplaynexus.com/images/MDrow13.jpg) himself. Aseph clearly was approaching to middle age of drow life span, which more than tells about his ability to survive in ruthless drow society where most drow die less than in century or two in age. He sipped from wine glass at that point, his sharp intelligent red eyes looked on Tarennar and after the sip he smiled to him and his smile grew to grin when he saw Eriadora and said; "A fine purchase there good sir! She's fine slave if I say so myself! Had some difficulties training her, the little runt had swift legs so had to break them down she is not that quick in feet to run off! Please take seat Tarennar, I am curious to hear your business proposal."