<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong> Lird'yl d'Szeossen (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=329803)</strong></span><br/><strong>AC:</strong>22 (flat 18, touch 12)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/><strong>Effects:</strong><em>Aura of truth [zone of truth], 20 ft. (Will DC: 22), Blindsense, 20 ft.</em><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Lird'yl's Personal Torture Chambers/10:30 a.m./Dirzyl/Ilmlim/Elvas'thrae</strong><br/><br/>A bloodless smile was given as Ilmlim picked the second daughter's second hole to violate.  A hungry flick of her tongue ran over her lips, her sex moistening at the agonized groans and screams that Dirzyl attempted to hold back as the half-drow violated her in the most base of ways.  In truth, he had spoken correctly; Lloth must have wanted to heard her scream, which is why Dirzyl had been delivered into the hands of the House d'Szeossen.  Lird'yl fully intended to debase the other female drow over the coming months in ways that others probably could hardly imagine with their puny, limited minds.  Her belief was that Drizyl Shi'quos would be the new whispered legend concerning the fate of those who suffered Lloth's wrath.<br/><br/>Since her new favorite was occupied, Lird'yl turned a predatory look to Elvas'thrae.  "Well then, let us speak of the costs of what it would take to finish designing the two items you showed me: the box and the collar.  And how quickly you could have them done.  I would expect that you would place them as a priority."  Slowly, she intruded on the male wizard's space until she was practically against him as he could feel the lustful heat emanating from her body.  "That and preparing the two grandddaughters of Shi'quos for an auction next month.  By that time I would like to have my new<em>pet</em>," A significant glance was given to the bound form of the second daughter, "collared on a leash behind me.  I'd imagine she would enjoy attending the auction of her daughter and her niece."  Suddenly, her right hand snaked out to rest against Elvas'thrae's groin as she pressed against it in an authoritative fashion.<br/><br/>"But it is boring to speak business all the time.  Instead, I would be curious if you'd be interested in<em>other</em>activities."  Another glance was given to Shurjss and Iivdril, still bound and gagged.  "Especially since these two are in need of discipline.  A full twenty-five strokes, I believe?"  A finger from her left hand was lazily pointed to Shurjss.  "A lazy cunt who needs some more remedial work."  Then, that same finger drifted to Iivdril.  "A loose cunt who can't control herself."  Meanwhile, her right hand continued to rub against the robes of the house mage, massaging in a skillful way, caressing the shaft forcefully, tracing the throbbing length.<br/><br/><strong>Grand Hall on Main Floor/10:30 a.m.</strong><br/><br/>Meanwhile, Vas'lochar prepared for her trip to visit the streets of Erelhei-Cinlu.  It was time to call upon the several operatives that the House d'Szeossen employed and see what information could be had.  But before departing, she did gave commands to one of the standing female drow fighters ranked far lower than her.  "Alyiara, go to the Ghetto of Chattels and see if there are any suitable slaves for purchase.  You know that the Matron enjoys having a full bevy of men and women for her and Lloth's pleasure."  The playful demeanor of the female beguiler was momentarily out of a sight as she issued the other.  Then, she seemed to remember herself as a giggle was given.  "After all, we do enjoy having so many toys to play with!  At least, I know the torturers do!"<br/><br/>Then, with her usual skip, she was out the door.  And Alyiara also exited, making her way to the Ghetto of Chattel.<br/><br/>Go to Ghetto of Chattel (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=121196.0)