The Dungeon Keeper shot a glance at Octavius and the selection that he made glow. [b][i]"Take what you like, go through it and I'm sure you'll find what you're looking for. You have first pick over Shukra, as what he takes will be given to mere orcs."[/i][/b]

It looked like most had said there share and taken whatever they had wanted; this meeting was drawing to a close. Already several of his minions had left. The Master himself was about to retreat to his own quarters to think of a plan when Emily asked to talk about something. He was in a somewhat foul mood after the fight between Shukra and That Which Consumes Peace, though he would humor Emily's request. Without a word in response, he teleported the two of them to a more secluded and private section of the dungeon. Then he merely stared at her expectantly, waiting for her to begin talking.