'That's all?' Gromph asked after a pause.
'Barrison Del'Armgo perhaps still stings over Oblodra,' Triel replied. 'They remain loyal to Menzoberranzan, and they fight, but they keep their own council.'
'And carry their own allies,' Gromph added.
'Thankfully, no,' Triel corrected, obviously pleased with proving her brother wrong at the same time she was pleased that that powerful House was on its own. 'The other lesser Houses remain neutral but offer their assets in defense of the city. Better a dark elf neighbor you hate than a duergar in any capacity.'
'Or a tanarukk,' Gromph added.
'Or a tanarukk,' his sister agreed.
Gromph turned his attention back to the city at large. There were very few drow in the streets and the archmage could see columns of troops moving, some at double time, through the winding thoroughfares.
'The city is quiet,' he commented.
'The city,' Andzrel cut in, 'is hard under siege.'
Gromph bristled at that but knew better than to kill the messenger, at least in that case.
'We are surrounded on all sides, but we're fighting,' the weapons master continued, 'and will continue to fight. Our own forces hold Qu'ellarz'orl and are moving to support House Hunzrin in Donigarten north.'
'The siege of Agrach Dyrr,' Triel offered, 'is largely House Xorlarrin's, and they seem to have it well in hand.'
'Is the lichdrow dead?' asked Gromph.
There was a pause, during which neither the matron mother nor the weapons master bothered to answer.
'Then they could have a firmer hand,' the archmage concluded.
Andzrel cleared his throat and continued, 'Faen Tlabbar, aside from blocking Agrach Dyrr's retreat west, guards the southwest approaches to the Dark Dominion from the Web to the western tip of Qu'ellarz'orl. They face the largest concentration of gray dwarves, assisted by House Srune'lett. Faen Tlabbar also supports House Duskryn's efforts to hold the caves north of the Westrift.'
'Well,' said Gromph with a wry edge to his voice, 'isn't Faen Tlabbar impressive.'
'They are,' Triel agreed, 'and Srune'lett and Duskryn require no more proof. If Faen Tlabbar were to betray us, they would take those two Houses with them at least.'
'Why in all the Underdark might they do that?' Gromph joked.
Triel laughed, and the weapons master cleared his throat.
'What of the lesser Houses?' Gromph asked.
'Symryvvin assists Duskryn above the Westrift,' Andzrel said.
'Another probably in Ghenni's pocket, should it come to that,' Triel commented.
Gromph shrugged and said, 'If they defend Menzoberranzan now, let them make plans for afterward. If we survive, we survive as First House.'
'I agree, Archmage,' said Andzrel.
Gromph turned to look at the warrior, letting a cold gaze linger over the drow's rough features and battle- scarred armor.
'Of course you do,' the archmage said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Andzrel looked down then looked at Triel, who only smiled at him.
'House. .' the weapons master began, obviously thinking it safer to continue his debriefing than further patronize the powerful archmage with his support. He cleared his throat and continued, 'House Hunzrin is hard pressed against forces of the Scoured Legion in Donigarten north. Vandree holds well against duergar south of the Westrift. Mizzrym lends what it can to Xorlarrin's efforts against Agrach Dyrr, and they also send patrols into the mushroom forest where they've encountered the odd spy.'
'The tanarukks are mostly in the east, then?' Gromph asked.
'As one would expect, Archmage,' the weapons master risked. 'They marched from below Hellgate Keep, which lies to our east. The duergar are from Gracklstugh.'
Gromph let a breath out slowly through his nose.
'I never thought I'd live to see the day,' Triel murmured. 'Gracklstugh. .'
'The tanarukks are more formidable foes,' Gromph went on, ignoring his sister. 'Tell me that more than House Hunzrin are holding against them.'
'Barrison Del'Armgo fights well in the south of Donigarten,' Andzrel replied, 'against the largest concentration of the Scoured Legion.'
'Mez'Barris will have her heroes,' Triel sighed.
'North?' Gromph asked.
'Barrison Del'Armgo again, with help from the Academy, holds the Clawrift,' replied the weapons master, 'mostly east into Eastmyr. The duergar are thin there. There have been reports of illithid incursions—mostly one or two at a time—in the east, from beyond the Wanderways.'
'The flayers sense weakness,' Gromph said. 'They're scavengers. They'll harry us when they can and disappear entirely when they can't. Some of them can prove. . irritating, but they'll wait till we're weaker—if we let ourselves get weaker—before they appear in force.'
Neither Triel nor Andzrel risked comment on that.
'And the other Houses?' asked Gromph.
'They protect themselves,' Triel answered. 'They patrol the immediate surrounds of their manors, assist in keeping the peace in the streets, and I'd prefer to believe, they await command.'
'Well,' said Gromph, 'I'm sure we'll find out soon enough. Still, I'd have liked more allies within our own damned city.'
'Tier Breche is with us,' Triel said, 'though I doubt I have to tell you that. In Quenthel's absence, Arach- Tinilith answers only to me. I know you have done well in your return to power at Sorcere, and Melee-Magthere will always fight should one raise a blade against the City of Spiders.'
'Your gold has paid for the mercenaries, I assume,' Gromph said.
Triel shrugged and replied, 'Bregan D'aerthe is on extended contract, though the Abyss knows where Jarlaxle's been. It'll take every dead duergar's gold teeth to replenish our coffers in the end, but in the meantime, Bregan D'aerthe act as infiltrators and scouts and are moving forces throughout the city to monitor and support the lesser Houses.'
'Much of what we've told you today, Archmage,' Andzrel offered, 'came from Bregan D'aerthe reports.'
'Good for them,' Gromph lied.
'Menzoberranzan will stand,' Andzrel declared.
'But not forever,' Triel added.
'Not for long,' said Gromph.
There was a long silence. Gromph spent the time watching the flickering of valuable battle magic being spent against House Agrach Dyrr.
'What will be left?' asked Triel after a time.
'Matron Mother,' Andzrel said, 'Archmage, in my opinion the greatest threat from within the city is no longer Agrach Dyrr but Barrison Del'Armgo.'
Gromph lifted an eyebrow and turned to look at the weapons master.
'Even without any of the lesser Houses at their side,' the warrior went on, 'they are the greatest threat to the First House's power. Matron Mother Armgo is already making overtures to many of the lesser Houses, especially Hunzrin and Kenafin.'
'And?' Triel prompted.
'And,' Gromph broke in, finishing on Andzrel's behalf, 'they could bite off Donigarten.'
'Our food supply,' Andzrel added.
Gromph smiled when Triel's face turned almost gray.
'Yes, well,' the archmage said, 'all things in their turn. Barrison Del'Armgo will answer for their ambitions only after I've cleaned up a more open insurrection.'
'Dyrr?' Triel didn't have to ask.
'It's time for our old friend the lichdrow to die again,' Gromph replied. 'This time, permanently.'
