〃In that case； we would be well advised to raise another Baenre wizard over Sorcere。 Failing to do so would make us seem weak； and if the other Houses perceive us as vulnerable； they might be tempted to try the very thing you fear。〃
〃Your advice does not provide me much fort； Sos'Umptu；〃 Triel grated。 〃And I am concerned； not afraid。〃
〃There is another possibility；〃 Sos'Umptu said。 〃Delay。 Maintain that Gromph is still Archmage of Menzoberranzan for as long as possible。 For that matter； spread the story that you have sent him off on a special mission and he will not be back for a while。 The longer we delay； the more likely it is that events will make the circumstances of his disappearance clearer。 If the Army of the Black Spider finds victory in the tunnels to the south； then your position might be strengthened enough that you can do as you will with the archmage's post。〃
Triel nodded。 It was a sound piece of advice。 Though she hated to admit that if Lolth continued to refuse her spells she might face a challenge for the leadership of the House； it didn't hurt her to begin strengthening her own ties to Sos'Umptu。 She might need all the sisters she could get。
The door to the chapel creaked open； and a plump male dressed in elegant black robes entered。 He resembled nothing so much as a housecat that had been fed too much； satisfied with his own superiority。 Nauzhror Baenre was Triel's first cousin once removed； the son of one of her mother's nieces。 His familiar； a hairy spider as well fed as the wizard himself； perched on Nauzhror's shoulder。 He was accounted a Master of Sorcere； the only Baenre so recognized other than old Gromph himself； and was reputed to be an abjurer of some skill。 Younger than Gromph； he had a habit of maintaining an insouciant smirk that made it hard to gauge what he was thinking。 Try as she might； Triel could not imagine him wearing the robes of the Archmage of Menzoberranzan。
〃You sent for me； Matron Mother？〃
〃I am going to make it known；〃 Triel said； 〃that my brother Gromph is engaged in a mission of great importance and secrecy； and will return to resume his duties as Archmage of Menzoberranzan in due time。 In the meantime； I am going to allow the Masters of Sorcere to designate a substitute to attend to the responsibilities of the position。 You will support the best candidate from either House Xorlarrin or Agrach Dyrr。〃
Nauzhror's smirk failed him。
〃M…matron Mother；〃 he stammered。 〃I 。。。 I had thought that perhaps I should assume the…〃
〃Are you Gromph's equal； Nauzhror？〃 Triel asked。
The abjurer might have been soft in appearance； but his eyes betrayed a hard and calculating mind…and a pragmatic one； as well。
〃Were I the archmage's equal； Matron Mother； I would have challenged him for his title already。〃 He thought for a moment； reaching up to stroke the spider that sat on his shoulder。 〃In time I expect to equal and perhaps surpass his skill； but I must study the Art for many years before I can call myself his peer。〃
〃As I thought。 Consider this； then；〃 Triel said。 〃Whomever engineered Gromph's disappearance will most likely make short work of you if you presumed to call yourself Archmage of Menzoberranzan。 The day may e when you realize your ambition； cousin； but that day is not today。〃
Nauzhror did not hesitate to incline his head and reply； 〃Yes； Matron Mother。 I will do as you mand。〃
〃You are now acting House Wizard of House Baenre； Nauzhror。 If it turns out that my brother is no more； you will hold the position in earnest； but for now I have need of your spells and counsel。 Settle your affairs in Sorcere for the time being。 I will have your personal effects brought here。〃
Nauzhror genuflected and said； 〃I thank you for your confidence in my abilities； Matron Mother。〃
〃My confidence in your abilities extends exactly this far； cousin： Do not get killed；〃 said Triel。 〃As of this moment； any male with the least aptitude for wizardry in House Baenre is yours to train。 We need a cadre of skilled arcanists to equal those fielded by Del'Armgo or Xorlarrin。〃
〃Such a collection of talent cannot be produced overnight； Matron Mother。 It will be the work of years to match Xorlarrin's strength in wizardry。〃
〃Then it is a work best begun immediately。〃
Triel studied the corpulent wizard and found herself hoping against hope that her House's future did not rest in his oily hands。
〃There is one thing more； Nauzhror；〃 she said as the wizard stepped away。 〃Consider it your first duty as House Wizard。〃 Triel moved close and fixed her eyes on his； daring him to smile into her face。 〃You will find out what has happened to my brother。〃
Ryld barreled through a short； curving corridor； Jezz and Valas at his heels。 Danifae helped Quenthel to stagger along behind them。 The weapons master followed the corridor back to his right； and emerged into a large hall or ballroom of some kind。 The beholder mage drifted there； a hulking monstrosity in the form of a chitin…covered orb six feet across； its ten eyestalks writhing as it hurled spell after spell at Pharaun and Jeggred。 The wizard stood encased in a globe of magical energy； some kind of defensive spell that protected him while he dueled spell…for…spell with the monster。 Jeggred stood immobile； his face locked into a needle…fanged grimace as he struggled to throw off the influence of some baneful spell or another。
〃Persistent insects；〃 the beholder snarled as it caught sight of Ryld and the others。 〃Leave me be！〃
The creature floated back through an open archway； retreating to another portion of its lair。
Pharaun turned wearily to face the others。 One side of his clothing was spattered with smoking holes； where some kind of acid had burned him； and he trembled with fatigue。
〃Ah； I see my worthy panions have at last elected to join me；〃 he observed。 〃Excellent！ I was afraid you might miss the pleasure of hazarding life and limb against a murderous foe。〃
〃What's wrong with Jeggred？〃 Quenthel managed。
〃He's ensnared by a holding spell of some kind； and I expended all of my dispelling magic in my duel。 If you can free him； please do so。 I wouldn't want to be selfish； and keep the beholder all to myself。〃
〃Shut up； Pharaun；〃 Danifae rasped。 〃We have to finish the beholder； quick。 There's a pit fiend and a dozen more devils just behind us； and we're about to be caught between the two。〃
The wizard grimaced。 A dangerous light flickered in his eyes as he looked at Danifae； then at Jezz the Lame。
〃If your magical tome is this much trouble； perhaps we should keep it for ourselves；〃 the Master of Sorcere observed。
〃Tzirik will not share the results of his divinations with you if you betray us；〃 the Jaelre said simply。 〃Decide what is more important to you； spider…kisser； and do it quickly。〃
〃Stop it； Pharaun；〃 Ryld said。
He moved over to where Jeggred stood frozen； and laid Splitter alongside the draegloth to break the enchantment that held him。 The half…demon blinked his eyes and scowled； slowly straightening。
〃One problem at a time；〃 Ryld continued。 〃Do you have any magic that can keep the devils off our backs long enough for us to defeat the beholder？〃
The wizard answered； 〃No； they'd be among us in just a moment； and that would be a scene； wouldn't it？ The…wait a moment； I have an idea。 We won't keep out the devils。 In fact； we'll let them in。〃
Infernal power crackled and snapped in the room behind them。
〃That's the pit fiend destroying my wall；〃 Jezz said。 〃Explain quickly； Menzoberranyr。〃
Pharaun began chanting a spell； and weaving his hands in the arcane gestures necessary to shape and control his magic。
〃Do not resist；〃 he told the others。 〃Ah； there we go。 I've covered us all with a veil of illusion。 We're all devils now。〃
Ryld glanced down at himself and noted nothing different； but when he looked back up； he saw that he was standing in the middle of a pany of barbed devils。 He recoiled momentarily； and noticed the other devils flinching too。 Faintly； as though draped in a diaphanous gauze； he could see the natural forms of the other dark elves beneath their scaly exteriors。
〃I can see through this；〃 he warned。
〃Yes； but you're expecting it；〃 said the devil who stood where Pharaun had。 〃This should create no small amount of confusion for our foes； but we must move quickly。 We want the devils to e upon us while we're dealing with the beholder。〃
The wizard glided across the chamber； following the beholder； and the rest of the pany fell in behind him； hurrying after Pharaun as the howls of the pursuing devils rose in the corridor behind them。 They climbed a spiraling stair and found the beholder waiting for them in what seemed to be a large throne room。 The monster hesitated as the pany burst in； cloaked in their devilish guises。
〃The dark elves are not here；〃 the beholder rasped。 〃Search the rest of the tower。 They must be found！〃
〃I'm afraid you are mistaken；〃 Pharaun laughed； and he hurled a blast of lightning at the creature that charred a dinner plate sized patch of its chitinous hide。
At the same time； Valas fired a pair of arrows that sank into its armored body； while Ryld； Jeggred； and Danifae broke into a charge。
The creature recovered from its surprise with incredible alacrity； whirling to flay the attacking drow with its deadly rays and spells。 Jeggred was flung across the room with a telekinetic ray； while Danifae had to throw herself flat to avoid the incandescent green sweep of a disintegrating ray。 Ryld got three steps farther before no less than three of the monster's thin eyestalks whipped around； spotting him at once and lashing out with more spells。 A hail of incandescent bolts of energy streaked out to meet his charge； punching into his torso like the blows of a dwarven war…hammer。 Ryld grunted in pain； and stumbled to the hard floor。
At that moment； a flood of devils climbed up out of the staircase behind them； pouring into the room。 In the space of half a dozen heartbeats； the scene descended into plete chaos； as the devils thronged the room； some turning angry glares on the beholder； others simply halting in confusion； surprised to find so many of their fellows already in the room。
From the floor Danifae pointed up at the beholder and screeched； 〃The beholder is in league with the dark elves！ Slay it！ Eat its eyes！〃
The devils paused just long enough for the beholder to scour their front ranks with deadly spells； and they set upon it； flinging themselves at the monster。 Rock…hard talons clawed and gouged at the beholder； while devils exploded under bolts of white fire or crumbled into lifeless stone beneath the beholder's eye rays。
Ryld had been about to leap up and engage the monster again； but he caught Pharaun's cautioning gesture； and feigned injury。 The wizard's strategy was brilliant…let the beholder and the devils battle； and their foes might destroy each other。
〃Weak…minded fools！〃 the beholder hissed。 〃The dark elves have deceived you！〃
Still it wreaked terrible devastation with its spell