<strong>Come, Hither!</strong><br/>Location: Sorcere, Conjuration studies<br/><div class="floatright"><strong>Master Jevan Shobalar</strong><br/>(http://grimstonestudios.com/files/jevan_shobalar.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><em>Master Jevan watched the students begin to return to his semi-amphitheater or arena like classroom, the pile of dust of the failed former Apprentice haven been swept away.  As always, Master Jevan stood leaning against the front of what appeared to be desk carved and shaped mostly of dragon bone.  In front of him, however and maybe only a couple feet away from the front row of seats now stood a decently sized brazier, with coals burning lowly.  There was also a small ornate chest sitting closed, sitting in front of Master Jevan's desk; neither of which had been in the room before.</em><br/><br/><br/>Master Jevan stood with his arms crossed over his chest as the last of his students entered "Alright, first of all... I'm assuming after Archmage Gromph's demonstration, the rest of you are here to learn?" he paused for a moment.  "Because if not... today I have a few other demonstrations for you, and let's just say....that they'll be a bit more painful for the subject..." Master Jevan finished with an evil smile.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong>The Matron Mistress' Plan</strong><br/>Location: Melee-Magthere, Arach-Tinilith (Triel's chambers)<br/><div class="floatright"><strong>Matron Mistress Triel Baenre</strong><br/>(http://grimstonestudios.com/files/triel_baenre.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Triel turns, as the two House Baenre elite soldiers gesture for both EtheIzz'Min and Alonia to follow.  They are lead outside of Melee-Magthere, across the Tier Breche plateau to Arach-Tinilith, and into the Matron Mistress' chambers.  Triel gives the two soldiers a nod, "You may wait outside." The two female soldiers, immediately give a quick bow and walk out the door to stand guard.<br/><br/>Triel looks at EtheIzz'Min and Alonia, at first shaking her head almost as if in disappointment. "Lolth has evidently seen great potential in both of you.... " she pauses, "Even though neither of you, is worthy enough to serve as one of her priestess.  The Spider Queen says you both have signs of doing great things...." Triel pauses again, "Thus, I give you these... in order to both shield you from prying eyes and protect you.  However, fail in this simple task or bring about shame upon the family, and you will suffer for all eternity.  Do I make myself perfectly clear?" as she finishes, she hands both of you insignia of House Baenre to wear.<br/><br/>"Because the only females that attend Melee-Magthere are from House Baenre, you shall be from House Baenre.  No one is to know otherwise.... Do I make myself clear?" Triel asked. "And do you have any questions, about this simple task?"<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong>What is thy will my Lady?</strong><br/>Location: Arach-Tinilith, Prayer Studies<br/><div class="floatright"><strong>Mistress Iraeuitna Dyrr</strong><br/>(http://grimstonestudios.com/files/iraeuitna_dyrr.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/>Mistress Iraeuitna Dyrr sat quietly feeling Acolyte Ameesril's<em>detect magic</em>spell bathe over her as Ameesril scanned the room.  Mistress Iraeuitna opened her eyes, and with a raised eyebrow and with a seductive smile "Find anything you like or something that perhaps peeks your interest, Acolyte Ameesril?" she asked.<br/><br/><em>The room was bathed in all sorts of magical auras, yet none could be found about the pillows or carpets themselves.  It seemed, that this room really was more plush than the other prayer rooms.  The faerie fire lighting the runes was obviously magic, as were it appeared some of the runes themselves.  And it seemed that Mistress Iraeuitna had several magical items or had imbued herself with a few spells.</em>