； Patron Father Zammzt returns in triumph。〃
〃Really？〃 drawled Nimor； impressed despite himself。
He restrained a hot flash of jealousy and turned to face Zammzt； a dark elf of such unremarkable appearance he might have been a lowly armorer or swordsmith； a mon artisan barely a step above a slave。 Zammzt merely folded his arms across his chest and inclined his head in recognition of Grandfather Mauzzkyl's remark。
〃What happened？〃 asked Nimor。 〃Ched Nasad should not have fallen so easily。〃
〃As it happened； Anointed Blade； the stonefire bombs your duergar allies provided us had a devastating effect on the calcified webs upon which Ched Nasad was built；〃 Zammzt said； doubtless feigning his humility。 〃Just as flame consumes a cobweb； the stonefire devoured the very structure of the city。 With their castles and their palaces plummeting to the bottom of the cavern like burning sparks of paper； the Ched Nasadans could organize no real defense at all。 No strong point of any significance survived the fires； and few of the House armies escaped from the conflagrations to contest the cavern。〃
〃What is left of the city？〃
〃Very little； I'm afraid。 A few isolated districts and outlying structures relegated to side caverns survived the fire。 Of the city's people； I would guess that half perished in the fall and roughly one…third fled into the outer tunnels； where they will doubtless e to a variety of bad ends。 Most of the survivors belong to those minor Houses allied with us； or minor Houses who were quick to appreciate the new order of things in the city。〃
Nimor stroked his chin and said； 〃So； from a city of twenty thousand； only three thousand remain？〃
〃A little less； after the slaves fled the city；〃 Zammzt replied； allowing himself a fierce grin。 〃Of the spider…kissing females； nothing remains。〃
〃Likely some number of Lolth priestesses escaped with those who fled into the Underdark；〃 Nimor mused。 〃They won't all die in the tunnels。 Still； that is great news； Patron Father。 We have freed our first city from Lolth's dominion。 Others are sure to follow。〃
Patron Father Xorthaul； the mail…clad priest； snorted in dissent。
〃What's the point of removing the Lolth…worshipers from a city if you must level the city to do it？〃 he asked。 〃We may rule Ched Nasad now； but all we rule is a smoking chasm and a few dispossessed wretches。〃
Mauzzkyl shifted his weight and said sharply； 〃That does not matter； Xorthaul。 We have spoken before of the costs of our efforts。 Decades； even centuries of misery are nothing if we achieve our ends。 Our master is patient。〃 The revered grandfather offered a hard； cruel grin。 〃We have in two short months acplished something our fathers among the Jaezred Chaulssin have worked toward for centuries。 I would gladly repeat a dozen Ched Nasads all across the Underdark if it succeeded in breaking the Spider Queen's stranglehold over our race。 Ched Nasad may be in ruins； but when the city rises again it will rise in our image； its society molded by our beliefs and guided by our secret hand。 We are not mere assassins or anarchists； Xorthaul； we are the cold and deliberate hand that culls the weak； the blade that sculpts history。〃
The collected dark elves nodded assent。 Mauzzkyl turned to face Nimor。
〃Nimor； my Anointed Blade； Menzoberranzan cries out for the cleansing fire that has purged Ched Nasad。 Do not fail in this。〃
〃Revered Grandfather； I assure you that I will not；〃 Nimor said。 〃I have already prepared my next move。 I have reached an understanding with one of the great Houses。 They will support us； but they require a demonstration of our resolve and petence。 I am reasonably confident that I can oblige them。 Within days； one House of Menzoberranzan will be lacking a matron mother and another will be ensnared in our net。〃
Mauzzkyl smiled in cold approval and said； 〃I wish you good hunting； then； Anointed Blade。〃
Nimor bowed once； and turned to leave the circle。 Behind him； he could hear the patron fathers dispersing； each to return to his own hidden House in cities scattered over thousands of miles through the Underdark。 Secret cabals of the Jaezred Chaulssin existed in at least one minor House of most drow cities。 Each patron father ruled absolutely over a conspiracy of faith and gender that spanned generations； centuries； and the formidable hatred of one drow for another。 The glaring exception was Menzoberranzan。 There； the old Matron Baenre who had ruled absolutely for so long had never allowed the assassin House to gain a foothold。 While eight patron fathers returned to cities where there were dozens of loyal killers and priests of Lolth…hating gods at their mand； Nimor Imphraezl went alone to Menzoberranzan to resume the destruction of a city。
Sunrise was splendid and terrible。 For an hour or more before dawn it had been growing lighter； as the stars paled in the rose…streaked sky and the frigid blast of desert wind slackened toward a fitful calm。 Halisstra waited for it； watching from the top of a rambling； half…buried wall。 Long before the sun broke over the horizon she was astounded by how far she could see； picking out dark jagged mountains that might have been ten miles or a hundred miles away。 When the sun finally rose； it was like a fountain of liquid gold exploding across the barren landscape； in the space of a moment blinding Halisstra pletely。 She gasped and pressed the heels of her hands to her eyes； which ached from that single brief glimpse as if someone had shoved white daggers into her head。
〃That was unwise； my lady；〃 murmured Danifae from close by。 〃Our eyes were not meant to look on such a sight。 You might do yourself an injury 。 。 。 and without Lolth's favor； it may prove difficult to heal such a thing。〃
〃I wished to see a dawn；〃 Halisstra said。
She turned away from the light of day and shaded her eyes； then dropped lightly to the sand in the shade of the great wall。 In shadow she could tolerate the brilliance of the sun； but what would it be like in the middle of the day？ Would they be able to see at all； or would they all be blinded pletely？
〃Once；〃 she said； 〃our ancestors gazed on the daylit world without fear of the sun。 They walked unafraid beneath the sky； beneath the fires of day； and the darkness was what they feared。 Can you imagine such a thing？〃
Danifae offered a demure smile that did not reach her eyes。 Halisstra knew the look well。 It was an expression the maid used to indulge her mistress； agreeing to a remark to which she had no response。 Danifae indicated the ruined palace and its courts with a tilt of her head。
〃Mistress Baenre has called Pharaun and the others to attend her；〃 the battle captive said。 〃I believe she means to decide what to do next。〃
〃She sent you for me？〃 Halisstra asked absently。
〃No； Mistress。〃
Halisstra looked up sharply。 Danifae offered a shy shrug。
〃I thought you might wish to be present anyway。〃
〃Indeed；〃 replied Halisstra。
She smoothed her cloak and glanced around once more at the crumbling ruins that stretched as far as she could see。 In the long shadows of sunrise； the wall tops glowed orange； and pools of blackness lay behind them。 Since the wind had died； Halisstra became aware of a sense of watchfulness； of old hostility perhaps； waiting somewhere in the walls and broken domes。
The two women picked their way back to the party's camp in the stone…flagged courtyard and quietly joined the discussion。 Quenthel glanced at them as they approached； but kept her attention on the others。
〃We have learned that the priestesses of Ched Nasad have lost Lolth's favor； just as we have。 We did not learn why。 We learned that Houses allied to us through trade and blood had elected to appropriate our much…needed property for their own； turning their backs on us。 We failed to restore the flow of trade to Menzoberranzan…〃
〃A failure for which we can hardly be held accountable；〃 Pharaun interrupted。 〃The city is pletely destroyed。 The status of Baenre trade interests in Ched Nasad is now moot。〃
Quenthel continued as if the wizard had not spoken； 〃Finally； we find ourselves in some godsforsaken portion of the World Above； at some unknown distance from our home； low on provisions and stranded in a hostile desert。 Have I accurately summed up events？〃
Valas shifted unfortably and said； 〃All but the last； I think。 I believe that we are somewhere in the desert known as Anauroch； in fact in its northwestern portions。 If I am correct； Menzoberranzan lies perhaps five hundred miles west of us； and somewhat 。 。 。 down； of course。〃
〃You have been here before？〃
〃No；〃 the scout said； 〃but there are only a few deserts in Faerun； especially at so northerly a latitude； so it is a very good bet that Anauroch is where we must be。 There is a range of snow…capped mountains perhaps forty or fifty miles to our west； which you can see quite clearly in the daylight。 Those I believe to be the Graypeak or Nether Mountains。 They could be the Ice Mountains； but if we were so far north as to see them； I would think we would be in the High Ice； and not in this sandy and rocky stretch of the Great Desert。〃
〃I've e to trust your sense of direction； but I can't say I relish the prospect of marching half a thousand miles across the surface lands to get home；〃 Ryld Argith said； rubbing his hand over his short…cropped hair。 He moved stiffly in his armor； bruised and battered beneath the mail from their desperate fight to escape Ched Nasad。 〃Citadel Adbar； Sundabar； and Silverymoon would all stand in our way； and they have very little love for our kind。〃
〃Let them try to stop us；〃 growled Jeggred。 〃We'll travel by night； when the humans and the light…elves are blind。 Even if someone should stumble into us； well； the surface dwellers are soft。 I don't fear them。 Neither should you。〃
Ryld bridled at the draegloth's remark； but Quenthel silenced him with a raised hand。
〃We will do what we have to do；〃 she said。 〃If we have to spend the next two months creeping across the surface realms under cover of night； we will do exactly that。〃
She turned gracefully and paced away； gazing thoughtfully at the ruined court around them。
The party fell silent as each of the dark elves watched Quenthel's back。 Pharaun pushed himself erect and wrapped his piwafwi closer around his lean torso。 The black cloak flapped in the bitter wind。
〃The question that vexes me；〃 the mage said to no one in particular； 〃is whether we have acplished what we set out to do。 I do not relish the idea of crawling back to Menzoberranzan with nothing more to show for months of effort than news of Ched Nasad's fall。〃
〃No priestess of the Spider Queen holds the answers we seek；〃 said Quenthel。 〃We will return to Menzoberranzan。 I can only trust that the goddess will make clear the meaning of her silence when it suits her。〃
Pharaun grimaced and said； 〃Blind faith is a poor substitute for a plan by which you might win the answers you seek。〃
〃Faith in the goddess is the only thing we have；〃 Halisstra snapped。 She shifted half a step closer to the master o