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sty place where Pharaun's monologue echoed away into the quiet。 No servants were in evidence； merely runaway males and driders； who often recognized their former instructors and curiously peered after them。 The marks of magical attacks； bursts of lightning and sprays of acid； scarred the walls。
By all appearances； the conspirators were hiding in the seat of a House extinguished by its enemies。 No one was supposed to take possession of such a fortress without the Baenre's permission； and few would dare。 The vacant castles were supposedly cursed and haunted places； breeding grounds for sickness； insanity； and bad luck。 As if to pound the ponottential for ill fortune； the squatters had broken the copious shrouds of spiderweb wherever they impeded traffic and even in corners where they didn't。
At one point； the masters and their warders passed a row of small ocnottagonal windows。 The glass was gone but the molded calcite cames renotmained。 Ryld glanced out and saw mansions shining green and violet far below。 The rogues had taken a stalactite castle； hanging from the cavern ceiling； for their hiding place。 No doubt the isolation had attracted them。
A minute later； the little procession reached its destination； a chapel with rows of benches； a crooked aisle snaking up the middle to an asymnotmetrical basalt altar； and murals； agleam with silvery phosphorescence； carved in basrelief on the walls and ceiling。 To Ryld's surprise； these last depicted not the Demonweb but other hells entirely devoid of spiders； yochlols； or the goddess Lolth herself。 Apparently the House that once abode here had sacrificed to forbidden deities。 Perhaps that transgression had contributed to its downfall。
The dark elves settled themselves in the pews。 While Houndaer and the moner seemed convinced of the masters' claim of estrangement from Tier Breche； they nonetheless retained possession of the newers' gear。 Tsabrak crouched just inside the door； his legs splayed out on either side of the entrance。
〃I admire the decor；〃 Pharaun said。 〃Without even trying； I noticed images of Cyric； Orcus； Bane； Ghaunadaur； and Vhaeraun。 Quite a nice selection of patron powers for the discriminating worshiper。〃
〃We're not looking for a new god；〃 Houndaer spat。
〃I'm sure；〃 the wizard said。 〃Perhaps you'd be kind enough to tell Master Argith and me what your grand and glorious scheme is all about。 And why now？〃
〃Why now？〃 the noble asked。
〃Our fellowship has existed for decades；〃 the craftsman cut in； 〃though it's only recently that we all eloped and took up residence here full time。 Formerly we merely gathered for an hour or two every fortnight or so。〃
〃If you're a male；〃 Houndaer said； 〃and utterly dissatisfied with your place in Menzoberranzan； you need some sort of a refuge； don't you？〃
〃I quite agree；〃 the wizard said。 〃Of course； others have opted for a mernotchant House； the Academy； or Bregan D'aerthe。
Houndaer made a spitting sound。 〃Those are just places to hide from the matrons。 This is a fortress for males who want to turn Menzoberrannotzan upside down and put ourselves on top。 Why not？ Aren't our mages and even our warriors as powerful as the clergy？
Pharaun grinned and said； 〃They certainly are now that the priestesses have mislaid their magic。〃
Houndaer blinked。 〃You know about that？〃
〃I've inferred it。 You obviously know as well。 Otherwise； you wouldn't run about breaking spiderwebs simply for the fun of it； to say nothing of putting your master plan into motion。 I'd be curious to hear how you found out and if you know why。〃
〃We don't know why；〃 Houndaer said； shaking his head。 〃We sta