!!cxzh3hxzuC1 05/21/11(Sat)23:52 No.15007655|
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The drow are attacking out of the mountain ranges, obviously. Adventurers returning have reported a fairly large drow outpost in the range, though they are somewhat conflicting on quite where it is. You suppose the humanoids being disoriented by being underground and constant drow attack. That does go a long way to explain the constant raids... The outpost is garrisoned by about two hundred regular drow, according to the few adventurers who have actually escaped with information on the place, and lesser minions, reports ranging from about equal to a thousand, though again, you don't consider reports terribly reliable.
“My love, please, allow me to assist you. My assassins should be quite useful for such a task. I shall place them at your disposal, but /please/, allow me to assist you. /Tell/ me if you need assistance. I am happy to give it. I may not have said it frequently, but only because I think it obvious- /you/ are my single greatest treasure. Even beyond the purpose of preventing the corruption of my kingdom, I would do this to make you happy.” you assure her, sweeping her off her feet and carrying her towards her quarters near your lair.
“Thank you, my lord. I... Thank you.” Scinnari replies, and gives you a kiss.
“Now, if I may ask, why are they intruding upon your territory?” you ask, carrying her through the door, shutting it behind you with your foot.
“They... Well, you know, my lord.” she replies demurely. You smile as you deposit her on the massive bed.
“Of course I do, but a review is useful. As I understand it, they desire to steal from you the soul-damning production that Mza represents, as we have created it.” You almost say 'I', but manage to swap in the desired pronoun smoothly. “They happen to serve Mammon, and he would receive the souls that Glasya currently receives from you, correct?”