"The First House would send a group out without a Yathrin?" asks Keth of Malifice with a questioning look.  "Maerimydra must be even weaker than I thought, if the First House is unable to spare a Yathrin for a group that is outside the city. I know House Baenre, the First House of Menzoberranzan, has more Yathrin than some Houses have Troops," says Keth.  "Even my House, will send a Yathrin out with most groups, especially ones that warrant having a Captain with them," says Keth.

Malifice raises an eyebrow at Keth as she walks.  “I believe I said we had no Yathrin to heal the wounded, not that no Yathrin were sent.  From that you may draw what conclusions you like, honored Yathrin of Menzoberranzan.”  Pausing she looks about the tunnel.  “One member of our patrol did escape the beholder through this passage, unwounded so far as I know.  A mage.  I have not seen him since the fight.  Other than he, what survivors there were headed towards Szith Morcane.  For all intents and purposes, the patrol is no more.”   She glances at Nata’al.  “As for what befell my city, that is easy.  Calamity.  An army of fire giants attacked.  They are led by one called “Hellspawn”, an enormous, savage beast whose parentage is clearly infernal or abyssal.”  She pauses again and looks the two women in the eye, each in turn.  “You will find no succor in Maerimydra.  The great houses have fallen, House Chûmvah included.  The city is in ruins, indeed, when I left, it was in flames.”  She smiles slightly, looking to Keth.  “You are the first Yathrin I have seen in many a ten-day with any sign of Lolth’s favor.  If truly you have it, I will follow…so long as you have it.  But I have to wonder what your destiny is, that leads you to Maerimydra, for such fate seems naught but a strand leading to fire and death.”