<strong>Location: House Llaeloth's throne room<br/>Time: Morning<br/><br/>Janafae, Andariel, Faeremhara, Elvas'thrae</strong><br/><br/><strong>HP:</strong>155/155<br/><strong>SR:</strong>19<br/><strong>AC:</strong>24 (flat 15, touch 19)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>Mind Blank (permanent)<br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/Yochlol_Pic.JPG)</div>XhyriNeerune watched Faeremhara as the house mage reminded her of the effects of the bearded devil's weapons. She glanced over to Janafae and Zekolyn her mount. This would be an opportune time to observe the Knight and Matron in battle she thought to herself her carnelian eyes returning to the matron before flicking over to the lovely pale skinned succubus; Andariel. She could use the time to extract what her kin knows about the Knight and her mount.<br/>The Yochlol shifted out of Faeremhara’s throne, her crimson leather wrapped form swishing forward towards the Matron.<br/><br/>“Come my Knight” Xhyri purred not looking back to her. “This should be…entertaining”. The deomoness continued her eyes fixed on Faeremhara as she grinned wolfishly to the Matron.<br/><br/>