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After the sacrifice Ist'lyn smirked wickedly and rolled out of his position and with incredible ease, left unseen. He walked down the halls, his eyes seemed to glow with internal fires. He was becomming blood thirsty and want to have a little 'fun'.

He walked to his room and prepared himself for an outside trip. As he was placing his throwing knives into place, he called for a slave.

"y-you called?"

"I did, inform the matron that I will be out for a short while, I feel a small, one person patrol is needed." He informed without once looking to the slave who winced at the sound of Ist'lyn's poisoned voice.

Once the slave left, Ist'lyn made his way to the gates. His fires never extingushed, his smirk gave him dripping with a sickly sweet, venomous sort of aura.

Vasune'avin looked around the house. the castle she had made and sighed lightly. this City she had found to be very boring. she was used to being on the move at all times. hardly having a good room to stay in. she may have been Drow Royalty but she was not as stupid as her Family was. she had made some dangerous allies on the surface, such as Alcaunmiir The Half Dragon, and she had her daughter on the surface. she was used to living the life of a mercenary and a wanted person, but then again with how many pathetic surface elves and Stupid Humans she killed being wanted was nearly unavoidable. she was not the normal matron though this was alot due to her past. she knew what she accomplished on the surface was very telling of her skills with what she had done. not many Drows can say they Survived 200 years on the surface by them selves. she could. she had also gained some knowledge that most Drowess did not know. she had learned how to use the poison in her Viper Whips to paralyze her kill a Full Grown Giant. she was more knowledge in hand to hand combat then most matrons, sense most never had to defend them selves and never had to survive where there not suppose to live in a place they where no welcomed by most. this had given her strength. she had also learned some things other drow would not take so kindly. even though the drow where the most powerful and cunning of the races in her mind. there where some males from others that could be used as good breeders, she would never admit the fact that she had a Half Drow Half Demon son Some where on the surface or maybe he was down in the abbys. she had never talked to his father sense leaving the surface, so knew very little about him other then that he is living with his father as a full blood Demon.

This was her first time being around Her own race sense she was young, and if she was being honest with herself this was a disappointment. she had been taught in the ways of chaos. This City was not as Chaotic as she had expected a Drow city to be. yet even though she was secretly Trained by her mother while her dear mother was still living to be a Matron, sense her mother had suspected the fall and demise of her once great house, the old house Ruins you could still see on the Spiders nest. which with all honestly she had wished she got the chance to rebuild the house over its remains and ruins, but unlucky that was not the case. the case was that it felt weird that she had an overly nice Room where she could be always alone. she was one of the ruling class instead of a Mercenary that got to go kill and cause Chaos for money. hell for her it was strange that she was a Rich woman and could have any thing that her heart Desires.

She heard a knock upon her Chamber door. she turned slowly toward the rapping sounds. and said simply in a voice of an innocent "come in". she had found out that she could easily manipulate her voice to sounding like a Defenseless women any time she wanted on the surface. Vasune'avin watched the door as a young human girl ran.

The girl was shaking and simply uttered "There seems to be another house that the spys have reported, mistress"

Vasune'avin smiled and looked at the girl. "have my spys reported anything on the house."

The girl Whimpers out" yes mistress. They say that the house is named Tor'afin, and there matron appears to be very young, and that she is living there with her Sister. that by some reports is her daughter but they look to close in age for that to be truthful"

Vasune'avin nodded and said to the girl "that will do for now i want you to tell the spys i wish to go try to get more information that house for now, and tell the cooks to give you more food rations sense you look like you are staving and you did well"

The girl keep her eyes on the ground and said simply."Yes mistress. Thank you mistress." before moving quickly out of the room and closing the door.

Vasune'avin moved around her room looking for something interesting to do looking out the windows for any signs that something Chaotic was going on but there was none so she slowly returned to her bed. she wore her Simple nightgown. it was see threw in all the places she did not care if people saw. it offered a decent amount of protection. she had it magically enhances by her Child's Father before leaving the Surface so she would be well protected while in the underdark and she was sleeping. even though she did not need to meditate much she still did it once in a while. she had learned that it not best to meditate to much or so she could not hear what was going on around her, encase something or some one was trying to attack her or assassinate her.

she was thinking about her visit at Hun'afin and she felt that they where unworthy of such a high title. the matron must have not though the Vasune'avin could understand Drow Silent and she must not have thought that she could understand that her using Drow Silent did not immediately notify Vasune'avin there was some one hiding in the shadows. that house seemed to be full of unworthy weakling who needed there enemies to be unarmed and have warriors hide to defeat there opponents even though she went on a purely Diplomatic mission she felt unwanted and like they saw her as a threat, which she was. if she had used her real throwing knives with the deadly poison on them the warrior who they sent to attack her would not have stood the chance. she smiled slightly reaching over to the knight bed picking up a knife that was perfectly balanced around 5 inches long and poisoned. she had many others like this knife if she had used it, she bet that the knife would have cute though the metal armor that stupid warrior who let him self be demoted to being a slave would be dead now.

A raptor-like subterranean lizard mount made its appearance in the distance. It was dark green with red and different shades of green making up its scale pattern. The muzzle was covered, the head had a flapping leather mane decorated by different tribal feathers. Around its neck was an enchanted talisman used for defensive mechanisms and charmed bracers around its ankles to create better agility and speed. Branded on the beast, behind the enchanted talisman was the Tor'afin crest.

The rider atop the mount was a cloaked figure. The cloak also had the crest embroidered on the back.

Both rider and mount seemed to be coming up to the House in a fashionable speed. Once they were within a few yards from the House, the rider yanked back the beast's reigns and slowed her mount to a trot, nearing up to the entrance.

A massive lizard rode toward the house, It was an enlarged Komodo dragon. On it's back there was a rider.

"Hello?" he called out as loud as he could.

He looked around while he waited for an answer, seemed like a nice place.

Lariexith swung her leg off of her mount and hopped down from the lizard while holding the beast's reigns ready for the guard to take.

"I've come on behalf of your Matron's request to seek my audience. She requested to have dinner with me to talk over some business. I have been a little busy running my House and only now have had the chance to make my appearance. This is Flamgra, my weapons master. He has come to assist and escort me. Would you be so kind and tell your Matron that I'd like to see her and be done with this business as soon as possible. I am a very busy woman," Lari said this with a very fake grin and bating eye lashes.

Lari watched as the slave took the reigns from her and then walked off with both mounts to the stables. The Matron then turned back to the guard and sneered at his expression, "Lead the way!"