Narsil : City of Drow (Check OOC thread before joining )

[White Queen]

Somewhere in the dark depths of the underdark... theres a city founded by a race who rules those endless tunnels, a race that is famous for their cruelty, cunning, beauty and worship of the caotic queen Lloth. In the middle of all those dangerous paths in which danger lurks at every corner, every moment, where one cannot make one mistake and hope to survive. A young yet powerful city rises, Narsil : a city of Drow.

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Synafay Xi´ildra Matron Mother of House Xi´ildra

A great dark room located in the midle of the compound of House Xi´landra, 3rd House of Narsil, member of the Ruling counsil of the City. matron Mother Synafay Xi´landra sits at her throne, a black marble carved masterpiece, displaying hundreds of little spiders and the head of a beautiful Drow female whose eyes look cold and cruel, Lloth the Spider Queen.

Synafay stares at the darkness that fills the room... plotting... always plotting. But that was life as a Matron Mother, that was her responsability. To make house Xi´nafay stronger, to rise above the other Houses in Narsil and rule the entire city... to gain the favor of the Spider Queen.

Synafay takes her wine glass and frowns... empty... she yells for her servants and a drow immediately enters the room, head vowed in respedt, a male Drow... a grin appears in the Matron mothers face... she recognizes the male as one of the many she has used to her pleasure. The Drow serves a new glass of wine and hurries out of the room...

Synafay smiles as she hears the great doors of the throne room open...

 

[Lacewing]

Enter the loon

Gedrel Lylyl enters with a cocky grin and mocking bow "May the Spider Queen bless this house with chaos" she said to the matron mother and tossed a message in her lap, knowing the crazed tiny drow female the message could be anything from poisened or something important "Invitation" she said with a wink that could say she lied or told the trueth, but the little pale drow wasn't known for attacking the matrons this openly "House Xi´ildra invited to a 'party' to celebrate our Goddess the great and wonderful Spider Queen" she grins "Come or not I don't care much, bai bai!" and the crazy little drow did backflips out of the thrownroom leaving the Matron.. wondering how she got in to begin with....

 

[Lethe]

Elethemiol

There were certain philosophers who claimed that there was no such thing as evil. That corruption or vice were all a matter of background and upbringing, and baneful magic, and that all would be good if allowed. Such philosophers might profit from the study of the drow city of Narsil, Eleth reflected as he walked unhurriedly through the fungi gardens.

The gardens, illuminated by the glow of Narsil's witch-lit spire, were a place of secretive, sinful beauty. The pulpy, fat, white growths sprouted in the dark places under the strange, twisted trees that grew in the warmth of witch-light. Bright flowers grew there, venomous things whose poison could slay a strong male drow in three heartbeats. Eleth wondered whimsically if he should pick a bouquet for Synafay.

Mephisimon stood impatiently by the edge of the garden, with the patrol that had brought him in the last few miles. He studied Elethemiol silently for a few moments. Eleth, dressed all in black crystal armour, jaggedly cut and fluted, traced with thin veins of glowing crimson. Eleth, with his surface-tainted skin, and strange eyes. Mephis laughed abruptly, harshly, as Eleth approached him for the ritual embrace, an uncharacteristically warm Drow custom.

'They sent you? I spent thirty years in Terasloguk, forming a pact with House deShea. And on my return, they send you?'

'I am sure the Matron Mother intended no disrespect, Methis', said Eleth calmly

'She almost certainly did intend disrespect. I don't care. I've been thinking, in my time in Terasloguk, and I think we're long overdue for some changes. Synafay's been Matron Mother too long. My full-sister Sharana would make a much more.. malleable canditate'

'You're not afraid I'll report this?', asked Eleth

Methis laughed again. 'You? What could you do? You're nothing but a half-breed'

'That may be, Methis, but you're dead', said Eleth levelly, 'Look down'

Methis had just time to glance down, at the place where Eleth's blade, thin and twisted with runes, had pierced the gap between his breastplate and armour. It had been so sharp he had not felt a thing.

As Methis fell to the ground, Elethemiol tore the pendant of office from his neck and threw it casually to his second, a young drow female.

'Looks like promotion beckons. Use it more wisely than poor Methis, hmm?'

Eleth grinned savagely. 'And always remember that even a half breed has fangs'

 

[Lacewing]

Don't you ever take the door?

The comment was from an aging slave, Gedrel didn't know why she kept the gold elf around, got the creature from her mother when she was young.

Sentimental value she guessed and the fact there were so very FEW gold elf slaves in the underdark. Why waist one?

Plus Felinden kept her humble.

Gendrel grinned and knocked the female gold onto her backside and whipped out a cord of magic, the gold leaping aside narrowly missing death

"Maybe I like the window Felinden!" Gendrel laughed watching the gold give her a look to kill

"One of these days you're going to kill someone doing that Gendrel"

"Then if the Goddess doesn't save them they were a waist of material right?" she laughed the gold sighed in fustration, as drow go, Gendrel was crazier than any of them Suddenly the gold was embrassed a wierd gesture of intmacy from the nutty little pale drow "Aw!!! Don't be mad Fenny! We've a party to orginize!!" and the little drow took off talking at high speed over what to wear.

Fenlinden sighed threw up her hands and putting on the best 'beaten slave' look she could walked off to make some of the preperations for Gendrel's 'party'

 

[amon_darknight]

Drizzt

*stands waiting in the Wizards room of House Lyly, he gets impatient adn walks to teh training room to find that the arch mage is there waiting for him and Drizzt draws his Katana and his Bastard sword that has slain many drow and other monsters, and the mage summons a demon of some sort with large wings and horns*

Drizzt: Is that all you got for me Mage, I have killed to many of these demons, but if that is all you got...THAN FINE!!!

*He rushes in with his swords and attacks with precise and well aimed slices, the demon has no idea where hsi opponet is, Drizzt is moving so fast, slicing and stabbing at teh demon, all you would be able to see is a blur of a Drow doing a dance of death in perfect Harmony, seconds later the demon roars and there is a large ice blast and the demons falls to the ground adn dies*

Drizzt: Is that all you got, I have killed your demon, oh yeah when are you going to have my new dagger sheathe ready?

Arch Mage: I will have it ready soon

*He pulls his arm back looking like he is ready to throw something and he lets out a endless stream of daggers behind the Drow Mage, he is throwing them fast, blinding speed, as they are destroying a dummy body*

Drizzt: NOT FAST ENOUGH!!!

*he nods to the mage as he walks out*

Arch Mage: I will have them ready soon, be patient

 

[ARaynes]

Rauva Lylyl

Rauva sat on her throne, bored to tears by the male drow that tried to "preform" for her. She yawned, making it obvious that she wasn't pleased with him. Sweat began to bead on his forhead, for it was known that displeasing Rauva would be a bad fate.

"Is that all?" She sighed, looking over at the guards that guarded the door. She watched, feeling a little irritated that he had the nerve to look back at her. A wiggle of her forfinger and a shot of lightening tingled from her hand to the "jester." His body began to write as the electricity flowed into it. His mouth foamed as if he were some wild animal.

The guards began to rush to pick up his body quickly, but she wiggled her finger as they reached him. Fire seemed to shoot up from the ground where they stood, burning them. Their flesh seemed to melt off in layers, sending a stench through out the room. It was enough to kill someone by the mere smell.

She stood, motioning for the slave to grab her train as she walked into her room. "I need excitement." She called to her slave, feeling the girl, a human, but petite, grow nervous. "Where is Gedrel? She should have returned by now!"

 

[Lacewing]

"You called mother?" a vioce piped from above and when the Matron looked up it was to see her youngest hanging from the madalion of hte Spider Queen hanging over the throne, a black spider with a diomon collar wandered over the young girl's belly and breasts, she petted the creature like the treasured pet it was and grinned impishly at her mother "What's up? Besides me that is?"

 

[White Queen]

Synafay Xi´ildra Matron Mother of House Xi´ildra

Insolence!! What did that Lylyl House offspring thought!! She barged into the very heart of House Xi´landra without alerting no one... she had stood before her, the Matron Mother, and droped an invitation in her lap... such boldness!!

Synafay stares at the invitation... a party? to celebrate the Spider Queen? Could be the perfect excuse for a trap...

Synafay summons the captain of the guard in turn, the male Drow enters the room trembling... obiously he has heard of his failure... and he knows the price he will pay for such incompetence...

Synafay stands and approaches the male... she wraps one arm around his neck and thrusts a dagger straight to his heart... staring at his eyes as life is drained from his body and his body finally drops to the ground...

" Summon Elethemiol to my presence... I need a word with him immediately... ". As Sinafay walks to her throne a small imp which was hiding somewhere in the ceiling jumps to the floor and flies through a window... in search dor Elethemiol...

 

[Lethe]

Elethemiol

The chittering little thing found him walking back towards House Xildra's palatial residence. Elethemiol regarded it without love. He'd caught the imp prying around his rooms several times; he suspected it of jealousy over the Matron Mother. Certainly her last two favorites had been brought low by 'evidence of treachery' it had presented, or fabricated. These days Synafay had been paying more attention to the green-eyed half breed.

Elethemiol wasn't sure he wanted the position, although refusal wasn't an option. Those who serviced the Matron Mother had notoriously short lives and precarious positions. On the other hand, Elethemiol thought slyly, reflecting on the Matron Mother, they almost certainly had a very good time while they lived....

'Matron Mother wantz youzz now', buzzed the imp. Eleth nodded, and put aside his trepidation. With typical bravado he swaggered through the gates of House Xi'ildra and pushed back the wide double doors to the Matron Mother's hall.

'Mephis is dead, Matron Mother', he announced, bowing, 'What do you require of me?'

 

[amon_darknight]

Drizzt

*walks out of the training room, putting his many powered cloak on adn readjusting hsi head band that was magic as well, he walked to teh throne room where his Matron Mother was*

Drizzt: Hello Mother

*he bows low*

Drizzt: is there anything more wrong than not having people to train.

*he adjusts hsi head band so he could be protected form the many spells that could intrude in his mind, he smiles as he looks at the Matron Mother, he grins at the thought at she could not read his thoughts or tell if he is lying*

Drizzt: or maybe cause it is getting boring here, none dare attack us, just because we have the most powerful army here, cause they were trained by me. There is a lack of beautiful women here, no one for me to get close to, why is that mother

 

[ARaynes]

Rauva Lylyl

Rauva looks at Grendel. "Why don't you act your age? One day you will take over the throne. Do you want them to think that the Matron Mother to be is insane?"

"Hello Mother," Drizzt says entering the room. "Is there anything more wrong than not having people to train. Or maybe cause it is getting boring here, none dare attack us, just because we have the most powerful army here, cause they were trained by me. There is a lack of beautiful women here, no one for me to get close to, why is that mother."

She looks at him, her eyes filled with contempt. If he were not the best in weapons she would not keep him around. "Perhaps it is because you spend your time loving your weapons and not obeying your women. A drow woman would not want a strong male to bed with, you know that."

She looks back at her daughter, "Have you done what you were going to do? Do we have a party to plan or did you not have the bravery to do it?"

 

[amon_darknight]

Drizzt

*he keeps his grin on his face adn laughs at his mothers remarks*

Drizzt: They would want to go to bed with me, because they know i am the best lay in all of the city, I do love my weapons, but i love women as well. What are you talking about, a party, whos attending. What is the deal with planing something like this with out telling me? I am the most powerful weapon.. wait wait, Im sorry mother I will keep my mouth shut.

*he walks to the back of the room adn bows low adn he stays in the back of the room*

 

[Lacewing]

Gedrel laughed and flipped off the madalion "Aw mother, you know I do not wish the possition of Matron, too much work! All that coniving and possitioning, I much rather just screw them or kill them and be done with it."

The young drow was known to have taken many an enimy to her bed. Usualy they were found dead in very interesting ways by morning though no blame could be layed on the girl.

She spun around holding her pet spider out like it was an above ground puppy rather than the most piosonous creature in all of the underdark "It's going to be WONDERFUL! I have nearly everything ready mother dear for the celebration to the spider queen tonight! I talked the weapon school master into bringing some of the young trainee males tonight as well!" she shook a set of bondage straps at her thigh and grinned "Should be LOTS of fun"

 

[amon_darknight]

Drizzt

*has heard storys of his sisters love spells and her killings*

Drizzt: Whats the matter sis, cant get laid without using spells,

*he laughs*

Drizzt: You always kill them, is that because they were to much for you to handle, my men will not be participating in your party, they will be patroling making sure we are not going to get attacked. Unless you are giving me a direct order Sis

*he grins at you with that sly smirk on hsi face*

 

[Lacewing]

A knife flies through the room and lands between Drizzt's feet bearly before her brother could dodge "Nice reflexes, but watch taht I don't miss ya 'little' brother" she giggles and pets her spider and crashes right were she stands making it look like a cat curled contentedly on the floor "I like a challege, unlike some males in our household who seem more content to just 'play' with their 'swords'"

 

[amon_darknight]

Drizzt

*as he instinltly dodges he hears hsi sisters voice adn laughs at her*

Drizzt: very good sis, but can you dodge this

*he holds his arm up and looks as if he throws something and in a blink of a eye you see a endless stream of daggers flying towards you adn past you into a drow slave killing him instantly*

Drizzt: to fast for you, oh sorry do you want me to slow down

*he stops throwing as he spreads hsi cloak and puts hsi hand on his handles of hsi bastard sword and hsi katana*

Drizzt: You do not want any of me Sis, i was only joking around with you

 

[Lacewing]

Before Drizzt knows what happened his siter was not were he thought she'd be and he can feel the touch of a crop wimp, luckily not one of the snake wimps often favored by many drow females, though not by his sister. Her breath so close to his ear and she wispers her tiny body pressed to his back "Brother, you are the best warrior in the circle, and the best at teaching, but you know better than to underestimate me. Besides... I'm just teasing" and she plants a kiss on his cheek as if she was only a loving sister and went off waving behind her "I have lots of things to do yet mother! Last of the invitations to drop off and a proper sacrafice to dig up." and she was gone.

 

[amon_darknight]

Drizzt

*has a shocked look on hsi face*

Drizzt: What, you, you, you are not worthy of underestimating

*he makes a fist so tight he draws blood from his fist*

Drizzt: Sis please come back

 

[Lacewing]

Gedrel walked the hallway nearby, she heard her 'brother' behind her, nice guy as drow went, a little more independant than was really proper for a male, but then that didn't seem to be uncommon among this family.

She stretched and petting her spider Lothy she frowned, again her mother talked of her taking over the family.

She didn't want it.

She'd much rather be the esentric hand behind the matron's rule than the matron herself.

Just too much responsibility and not enough fun.

She sighed and kicked her feet then spotted a slave huddled and going by then a grin broke out on her face.

Well.. she was ahead of things enough that she coudl have just a little fun..... Grabbing up her bindings she snatched the male slave of no real desernable species but attractive enough and practicly carried him off. The slave quite shocked at being carried like a sack of meal.

"WEEE!"

 

[White Queen]

Synafay Xi´ildra Matron Mother of House Xi´ildra

A few minutes had passed since her little imp spy had left... Matron Synafay heard steps nearing her throne room, the imp appeared... " he izz here lady... ".

Synafay nods at the creature and it vanishes, gone hiding somewhere in the shadows... The doors of the room open and Eleth walks in, confident, walking straight to the throne room...

'Mephis is dead, Matron Mother', he announced, bowing, 'What do you require of me?'

Synafay smiles... " Mephis died? Well... thats too bad, takes the opportunity of killing him myself... his training of the guard is obiously incompetent... or might I say was... ".

Synafay stretches a hand towards Eleth, holding to him the invitation left by Grendel Lylyl and informs Eleth how she bust into the very throne room without alerting a single guard...

" So what do you think of the invitation? ".

 

[amon_darknight]

Drizzt

*thinks of the party tonight, will it be a slaughtering of other house members or will it be a peaceful time, he chuckles to himself at the thought of a peaceful time here in teh Drow city. He thinks if Matron Mother Synafay Xi´ildra and her preistess will be there, over the years he has grown attractied to Matron Synafay Xi´ildra, he knows not why he has, but he has. He also wonders what will happen at this party tonight, and if he should bring his own guests in.*

 

[Lethe]

Elethemiol

Elethemiol studied the letter, and shrugged.

'It sounds like a trap to me, Matron Mother. Drow are not social animals by nature. But I think we should attend'

He grinned, and waved the invitation.

'This is the bait for their trap. Perhaps we should make our own. Perhaps we should set some bait of our own'

Eleth's darkling smile was the edge of a knife

 

[Lacewing]

Gedrel left the slave worn, but dispite her brother's asumptions to the otherwise, she did not kill this one, would be a waist really and the slave had tried hard.

Not like she cared really. But one never wished to be waisteful.

She wondered what kind of fun there would be tonight. She had not planned an traps or entigue, but she knew everyone else would, that was what always made these little parties so fun, she just had to set the ball rolling and everyone else created the entertainment!

Wistling cheerfully she skipped down hallway. A very odd.. and very undrow like movement that anyone not familiar with the essentric and strange little daughter of house Lylyl would openly stare at.

That is before she took their eyes for unmanorly behavior.

Gods she loved chaos!

 

[White Queen]

Synafay Xi´ildra Matron Mother of House Xi´ildra

" Yes... a trap that thought crossed my mind, although it is not strange for house Lylyl, particularly Gedrel to organize these parties... which usually end with out of control orgies and sacrifices for Lloth... I wonder if other houses were invited as well? ".

Synafay stands and walks towards Eleth, " Anyway, we will go, send a message to Rauva Lylyl, let the Matron mother know of our presence at her celebration... ".

Synafay exits the throne room through a secret door, one that is magically prtected and leads to her personal chambers...

 

[Lethe]

Elethemiol

Eleth bowed, and left the throne-room through the great double doors.

Now he paced the streets of Narsil. The witch-light was exactly halfway between wax and wane; midday in the Drow day. He walked soundlessly, ignoring the barking duergar traders and the silky lash of the Drow whips on slow-moving slaves, until he arrrived at the twisted manse that contained House Lylyl.

Several elite Drow guards stood on guard, their white hair falling to their armoured shoulders. Elethemiol nodded with mocking familiarity, and tried to pass through the doors.

Immedietely, three adamnite pikes dropped to bar his way.

'What business have you here, half-breed?'

Eleth stared them down coolly.

'The business of the Matron Mothers'. He showed them the Lylyl Matron's seal on the letter of invitation. Grudgingly, they allowed him entry.

Eleth strode into the halls of the hostile House