<strong>The Matron Mistress</strong><br/>Location: Melee-Magthere, Hall of Lore<br/><div class="floatright"><strong>Matron Mistress Triel Baenre</strong><br/>(http://grimstonestudios.com/files/triel_baenre.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><em>Triel is maybe 4' 7" short even by any elven standards, whether by drow or surface elf; yet she is broad and strong.  She is also not very attractive, compared to many other female drow, yet she is filled with ambition and ferocity (which drow find as an attractive trait), which can often be seen in her actions.  Her white hair is typically braided in a crown around her head, and she typically wears tunics or robes with five black spiders embroiled in silver between her breast, proclaiming both her rank and devotion to the Spider Queen.</em><br/><br/>The two sentries standing by spider statues didn't even blink, when Triel approached the top of the stairs with her escort, they merely gave a polite nod as they stepped aside and said, "Matron Mistress."<br/><br/>Triel nor the two female soldiers who bore the garb of House Baenre's elite escorting Triel bothered to look at the two male sentries, the three continued on and turned towards Melee-Magthere, rather than Arch-Tinilith.  The sentries, however took no note as they had already turned and returned to their post watching back over the stairs that faced the city cavern.<br/><br/>Triel and her escort made their way through the halls of Melee-Magthere, as they passed through the halls, others stepped out their way and said nothing, or gave a short, "Matron Mistress" as they passed on about their own business.<br/><br/>Triel paid them no heed, just as she paid no heed as she approached the Hall of Lore with no announcement.  "Master Hatch'net, I require two of your students." the Matron Mistress announced before continuing, "EtheIzz'Min and Alonia, you are to come with me."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong>Drow Justice</strong><br/>Location: Arach-Tinilith, minor summoning chamber<br/><div class="floatright"><strong>Mistress Haelra Kenafin</strong><br/>(http://grimstonestudios.com/files/haelra_kenafin.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Mistress Haelra looked down at the unfaithful, still struggling student.  She was barely clenching to life, as her flesh was mostly eaten away and she couldn't even scream, let alone speak...as she was gasping for air.  Shaking her head, Mistress Haelrea snatched the snake headed whip off her belt and with a few brutal lashes, ended the unfaithful former acolyte's life.<br/><br/><em>She wouldn't have even been a worthy sacrifice...</em>Thought the drow judicator, as she turned away.  As she walked from the room, she stopped two first year students and ordered them to get rid of the corpse and burn it.<br/><br/>"See to it that this corpse is destroyed, along with any of her possessions." Mistress Haelra said, then turned to go about her business for the rest of the day.  She had other acolytes to test....<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><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/><br/><br/><br/>The room itself seemed to be similar to the summoning chamber, circular with purplish<em>faerie fire</em>lighting the room around the ceiling, and some runes carved into the walls lit in either deep red<em>faerie fire</em>or bluish colors.  However, rather than the floor be stone like the summoning chamber was... it seemed this room was more plush.  Dark purple silk pillows sat in a circle around the room, along with the one that Mistress Iraeuitna Dyrr sat on now.  Which seemed odd, in your four decades here you had never seen such a place...<br/><br/><em>Mistress Iraeuitna Dyrr sat cross legged in the center of the room, her long white hair cascading down her back.  Clothed in a black silken outfit which seemed to only be for providing limited modesty.<sup>(something like the one in the picture)</sup>  Her eyes were closed, as she was sitting in a quiet meditative state merely awaiting her students... yet she also had a surprise in mind for the first student to enter or think they were disturbing her.</em><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>