Abduxuel (Izerel and Myzriel)  In the Ghetto of Scholars<br/>HP: 93/79 (22 AC, F 11, Ref 11, Will 17)<br/>Heart of Water, Fallse Life, Heart of Air, Voice of the Dragon, Circle Magic, Alter Form, Mage Armor<br/><br/>(http://www.toddlockwood.com/resources/images/galleries/dnd/02/vampyre.jpg)<br/><br/>"As usual. My magic triumphs." Abduxuel gloated while running her slender fingers over the white fur collar that framed her neck and shoulders. "It saddens me that when I leave openings for others they they fail to utilize them and I end up having to control the situation myself anyway." She complained, glancing at Janafae to solidify her point.<br/><br/>Tarennar's response struck Abduxuel as a little too patronizing for her tastes.<em>"These fools don't even know I can use telepathy, much less are they capeable of subverting it. My rise to power is goind to occor regardless of what you do. If you assist me then you ensure your arrangements with my house will continue. There is no gaurentee my plans will not see fruitation before you find time to invite me over, but I do look forward to it. I'm anxious to see what you have to offer."</em><br/><br/>"Matron Mother. When this ordeal is over I need to make a request of about 30,000 gold from our treasury. I will have some creatures that need outfitting and I wish to treat myself and buy some jewelry."  There were a few reasons Abduxuel made such a request. Foremost she wanted money and showing strength in battle made such a request easy to justify. Secondly a first daughter who is asking her mother for things isn't planning to kill her.<br/><br/>Izerel had been discovered. He wouldn't try to posess anything as long as he was in the matron's vision range. As it stoood everyone just assumed he was a arcanist using a ethereal jaunt spell. Instead of moving through the crowded cooridor he just moved through the floor to get into the lower level of the shop. If he was out of the Matron's sight he would use his invisibility to get behind the drow female and posess her. He knew she was likly being controlled.<br/><br/>Micarmur'ss experienced a moment of confusion when Abduxuel said that Myzriel was scouting in ethereal form. Wasn't Myzriel empowering his The Queens Kiss? It still glowed in his hand with a magic only provided by the possessing fiend. "Annihilate them my beast this is what you exist to do!" He heard Abduxuel command. The two walked down the stairs and as far into the room as possible. Micar spearheading for everyone and Abduxuel closely behind him.<br/><br/>OOC: Xhyri'Neerune<br/>The First Daughter shrugged off all attempts to enter her mind. Whoever Myzriel was, he was on another plane and completely untouchable by the power. The 11 ft. tall drow male on the other hand was more vulnerable. His will was surprisingly strong for such an obvious musclehead, but with a little effort the Yochlol did open his mind to her.<br/><br/>His surface thought's:<em>*Myzriel is in my whip, how can he be by the matron? Don't question it. If I needed to know my brother would tell me.*</em>After Abduxuel commanded him his thoughts seemed to be entirely on battle and pleasing his mistress and "brother"