Abduxuel:<br/>HP: 55/79 (22 AC, F 11, Ref 11, Will 17) ~ Micar: Hp 116/129 (21 AC, F 21, R 14, W 15)<br/>Heart of Water, Heart of Air, Voice of the Dragon, Circle Magic, Alter Form, Mage Armor, Haste<br/><br/>It was done. Abuxuel and his closest companions all appeared in the throne room, along with the former matron's consort and an unidentified passenger. Zeranth probably didn't even realize what had just occurred. "Ah Zeranth my dear, we must discuss how you should be punished for having all your things cluttering up Myzriel's room" Abduxuel hoped his comment wasn't too subtle for Zeranth to understand. Myzriel was Abduxuel's official consort, and now Zeranth's position was his. The warlock and the first daughter never got along. Now Zeranth's life depended  on how much he could debase himself before Abduxuel and convince him of loyalty.<br/><br/>"Oh what are we going to do first? I got to feel what it was like to die, that was fun!" Izerel said through Faeremhara's corpse. Abduxuel was concerned about the "extra passenger" and upon looking around and hearing the Brachina speak, he understood everything.<br/><br/>"The other night I found a man with an increadible body. I got to have sex with him in every way I wanted...except oral because he was missing his head." Izerel continued to illustrate his mirth.<br/><br/>"Our agreement never included the fallen woman's body. That was something you threw in after the fact. Neither me nor my servants ever agreed to it." Abduxuel put his hand on his brother's chest and channeled some of his own life into a healing spell. It was a standard after-battle recovery means, innocent enough, but it also was a small precaution in case the current situation turned violent.<br/><br/>"I am Abduxuel Llaeoth, the one that the dead in this city call "mother", not some small time merchant you can grab a few extra goods from on your way out of the door."  Abduxuel said, haughtier than ever. He may have had many sins in abundance, but pride was always at a surplus. It finally fit now that he was the legitimate matron. "The Spider Queen has shown me great favor. I know she prefers her matriarchs to have divine magic at their disposal. Through control of my mother's body I keep with that tradition.  It's not my body but it's still my power."<br/><br/>Abduxuel thought for a moment. Why did the Brachina want the matrons corpse so badly? She was undoubtably dead. Perhaps her orders demanded she bring the body as proof she had completed her task. Perhaps the Diabolic adgenda against house Llaeoth had just began and an undead faeremhara in the devil's control would have plenty of knowledge to use against them. Still, Abduxuel knew the Brachina was not shy about using force to get what she wanted. Abduxuel wasn't sure if he or his adversary had the upper hand in a confrontation. He could see that neither of them could entirely rule out defeat as a possibility. Mother Hunger may have been vain but he was not reckless.<br/><br/>"Well it doesn't have to be this particular priestess that I use. If you can bring me the body of another divine spellcaster of equal power then there is no reason I would need to hold on to this one. It doesn't even matter what religeon or race it was in life, as long as it posessed similar levels of divine magic." In truth Abduxuel was open to other offers. He would much prefer to have a proxy for divine magic as soon as he became matron, but with the resources of the house at his disposal he could procure another very quickly. Perhaps a priest of one of Lolth's enemies would be poetically ironic.<br/><br/>OOC: Abduxuel cast Healing Touch on Micarmur'ss Healing him for 27 but taking 14 damage upon himself.