[Fel and Drow]

"Ah, I work with my brother trying to keep things at Delmah Phor running straight for the Matron." Erelae explains.

Sszinyon, in his skeksis guise, lets out a huff. His niece gives him an odd look before continuing. "Things are running fairly smoothly for now, but you never know when the next big trouble will hit. I've got to organize some people to come out here and take control of the wild lands we gained in a treaty a bit ago. Lots of tunnels and fertile ground. It'll make for good farmland to feed Delmah Phor and to ship the surplus back to Menzoberranzan."