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Cherrn
Learned Scribe
Denmark
323 Posts |
 Posted - 10 Mar 2004 : 02:39:36
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If I had wanted to cross you you would be dead already my dear friend. I do it to it to errrr bring our friendship to another level!
Cherrn Yn Ravva El Hammaine punches his fist triumphantly into the air
Ah yes that will do...
Cherrn Yn Ravva El Hammaine laughs loudly and slaps Shadowlord on his shoulder
Now let's get this thing started shall we?
Cherrn Yn Ravva El Hammaine smiles gently and looks Shadowlord directly in the eyes |
A wise man from Calimport once told me: "If a merchant puts sand in the flask of oil he's trying to sell you, then he isn't trying to sell you sand..." |
Edited by - Cherrn on 10 Mar 2004 02:41:12 |
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Narad Bladesinger
Learned Scribe
Finland
170 Posts |
Posted - 10 Mar 2004 : 08:03:18
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Originally posted by Shadowlord
Shadowlord's image responds in a hollow, monotonous voice, reminescent of the chill whisper of the grave. "Quite amatuer. Ah, my fellows, we have arrived at the gate!" Shadowlord looks around in the darkness, and then suddenly says, "You know, I, as a drow, have darkvision, but Narad, as an elf, you only have low-light vision. Can you see alright?" Shadowlord smirks. "You wouldn't want to be caught with a blade in your back while you're unprepared...."
Do not worry about me, I have other...abilities that help me 'see'.
So we're at the gate, what now?
And can't you people handle things yourselves rather than summoning shadows?
>Watches the group, especially Cherrn>
It will be a chilly night and I don't desire to spend it out here. |
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Ezindir the dark
Senior Scribe
Norway
603 Posts |
Posted - 10 Mar 2004 : 13:55:25
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CCC0//: If you want to know the story of my character check out my profile ://0CCC
Bah, I would never share my story to such a rude person as yourself. And Shade if I am allowed I would rather wach from above? |
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Narad Bladesinger
Learned Scribe
Finland
170 Posts |
Posted - 10 Mar 2004 : 14:13:51
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>Narad impatiently taps his foot>Lets get this thing started then, shall we? I'll go searching someone who might have seen something.
>Silently parts from the group> |
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Ezindir the dark
Senior Scribe
Norway
603 Posts |
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Narad Bladesinger
Learned Scribe
Finland
170 Posts |
Posted - 11 Mar 2004 : 14:24:28
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>Looking around>
I don't know. Maeby there is a frightened child around here somewhere?
>Goes behind a corner of a white building>
Does Candlekeep have any wards against teleportation spells? That would have been much...
>Goes silent and turn to Ezindir>
Don't look, but something is spying on us behind that building.
>Nods towards a big wooden structure to their right>
I think I can cast a hold-spell if you block me from its view.
Can you do that? |
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Ezindir the dark
Senior Scribe
Norway
603 Posts |
Posted - 11 Mar 2004 : 15:27:47
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No, Candlekeep have no teleportion blocker. Ezindir glances up against the sun and as his half-long black hair falls down on his face he takes a step and blockes the things weiw.
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Edited by - Ezindir the dark on 11 Mar 2004 15:32:56 |
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Narad Bladesinger
Learned Scribe
Finland
170 Posts |
Posted - 11 Mar 2004 : 17:42:33
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>Carefully moves his fingers in a complicated pattern while saying the arcane words needed for the spell. In a small amount of time he finishes the spell and points over Ezindir's shoulder.>
That should have done the trick! Lets check that one out.
>Narad starts walking towards the building where the unindentified figure is trapped to an obivously uncomfortable position. As he walks he draws his enchanted sword and starts humming a song well known amongst the bladesingers.> |
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Ezindir the dark
Senior Scribe
Norway
603 Posts |
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Narad Bladesinger
Learned Scribe
Finland
170 Posts |
Posted - 12 Mar 2004 : 14:21:38
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>As Narad reaches his spell's victim he realizes that he had captured a cat>
This can't be right! I sensed someone here.. Unless.. Ezindir, keep your bow ready, I'm going to cast dispel on it.
>With that Narad starts his arcane spell, fingers moving quickly, concentration showing on his face.
As his spell takes effect on the held cat something weird happens. In a matter of seconds a rather young looking male elf sits before them, breathing heavily> |
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Cherrn
Learned Scribe
Denmark
323 Posts |
Posted - 12 Mar 2004 : 14:33:24
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Cherrn Yn Ravva El Hammaine roars
There's the culprit! Destroy him! |
A wise man from Calimport once told me: "If a merchant puts sand in the flask of oil he's trying to sell you, then he isn't trying to sell you sand..." |
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Ezindir the dark
Senior Scribe
Norway
603 Posts |
Posted - 12 Mar 2004 : 14:36:19
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| Ezindir puts down his bow, NightTime, and draws his swords. He puts them at the drows troath Who are you elf? Answer quickly if you want to live His eyes glowes strong in a deep yellow color. |
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Edited by - Ezindir the dark on 12 Mar 2004 14:39:33 |
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Narad Bladesinger
Learned Scribe
Finland
170 Posts |
Posted - 12 Mar 2004 : 17:49:15
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>the elf is visibly shaking. With a quiet woise the elf whispers things like "It wasn't me" and "I haven't done anything".>
Who sent you? Talk, or I let my friend here 'convince' you that you really should speak.
>the elf's eyes go wide and he glances Ezindir with fear.
"Okay I'll tell you, just back off!"> |
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Ezindir the dark
Senior Scribe
Norway
603 Posts |
Posted - 12 Mar 2004 : 20:31:04
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| Ezindir takes a step backwords, but he holds his swords ready Now talk, or die. His two ravens flies down and begins to circlate around the elf. |
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Edited by - Ezindir the dark on 12 Mar 2004 20:31:56 |
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Narad Bladesinger
Learned Scribe
Finland
170 Posts |
Posted - 13 Mar 2004 : 09:48:59
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>For a moment the elf watches the couple of birds, then turns to his capturers.
"My name is Illthym. I was sent here by my master to see if the goblins had returned." On that he goes silent, maeby fearing his own master.>
Go on. I would not like to use my spells on you, but I will if I have to.
>The elf gains some courage and stands up.
"You can't hurt me, you're a bladesinger!" Again the elf goes silent, as if he had said too much. Which he did.>
You are suspect to a crime so I don't have to protect you. And how do you know I am a bladesinger? I haven't met you.
>Narad's face goes even more serious>
Is your master Talan Gorad?
>the elf backs off a couple of steps>
Is he?
>Narad almost shouts the question and the elf, obivously frightened, nods his head many times with great speed.
Narad starts cursing with a low voice> |
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Ezindir the dark
Senior Scribe
Norway
603 Posts |
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Narad Bladesinger
Learned Scribe
Finland
170 Posts |
Posted - 13 Mar 2004 : 13:52:17
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He is the reason why I'm here. I came to accuire some information concerning my own quest.
>Glances Ezindir, then explains furteher>
Family business. Actually just my business since my family got killed.
>Turns back to the young elf>
Now, what are we going to do with you?
Ezindir, do you know if Candlekeep has some place that we could lock him up? We don't want him to run around freely.
At least before we pay a visit to Talan Gorad.
>at the same time the elf tries to escape, running away, but Narad just kicks out, hitting the elf's leg and sending him spinning to the ground.>
We definetly need a place to lock this one up. |
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Ezindir the dark
Senior Scribe
Norway
603 Posts |
Posted - 13 Mar 2004 : 15:15:14
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| Ezindir pulls up a dark rope. He puts the rope around the elf, who screams. Don't worry, it will only hurt for a little while.He puts the rope right throught a three, and then he pulls it. It does not go throught the three This will keep him here, and if he should get free, my ravens will stop him and alert me. |
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Edited by - Ezindir the dark on 13 Mar 2004 15:16:27 |
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Narad Bladesinger
Learned Scribe
Finland
170 Posts |
Posted - 13 Mar 2004 : 16:34:18
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>Narad nods grimly. Though he knows that Ezindir's actions are necessary for their mission, he doesn't like that an elf is treated this way.>
Lets go then. I was supposed to meet him outside the inn and we have to hurry to get there in time.
>Starts walking away with quick pace>
By the way, those ravens are quite handy. |
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Ezindir the dark
Senior Scribe
Norway
603 Posts |
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Narad Bladesinger
Learned Scribe
Finland
170 Posts |
Posted - 13 Mar 2004 : 20:22:39
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Maeby I should try finding a familiar.
>With their quick pace, they arrive to the inn in no time. There is only little light coming from the inn.>
No offense Ezindir, but can you conseal yourself somehow? I'm quessing that Gorad won't feel very self-confident if I'm standing here with a balck-winged half-drow.
>Somewhere in the distant darkness footsteps can be heard> |
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Ezindir the dark
Senior Scribe
Norway
603 Posts |
Posted - 13 Mar 2004 : 21:14:12
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| As a shadowdancer that is no problem, but to be sure I will be up on the roof to. Ezindir flies up to the roof when he are upon it he melts into the shadows, rigth in time before he gets there. |
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Edited by - Ezindir the dark on 13 Mar 2004 21:15:26 |
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Shadowlord
Master of Realmslore
USA
1298 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2004 : 01:09:25
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quote:
Originally posted by Narad Bladesinger
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Originally posted by Shadowlord
Shadowlord's image responds in a hollow, monotonous voice, reminescent of the chill whisper of the grave. "Quite amatuer. Ah, my fellows, we have arrived at the gate!" Shadowlord looks around in the darkness, and then suddenly says, "You know, I, as a drow, have darkvision, but Narad, as an elf, you only have low-light vision. Can you see alright?" Shadowlord smirks. "You wouldn't want to be caught with a blade in your back while you're unprepared...."
Do not worry about me, I have other...abilities that help me 'see'.
So we're at the gate, what now?
And can't you people handle things yourselves rather than summoning shadows?
>Watches the group, especially Cherrn>
It will be a chilly night and I don't desire to spend it out here.
Shadowlord grimaces, and replies, "I need not any shadows to protect me. I am the Chosen of Vhaeraun. However, Dramaniezzt serves as a spy, and is subtle, when need be." Looking over at the captive drow, Shadowlord exclaims, "I do not know you, your motives, or your master. However, that you have even dared to attack me is unthinkable." Turning to his companions, Shadowlord says, "I am now going to extract some information from our friend. If you are squeamish, this is the time to turn away." Taking his fine drowcrafted blades from his sheathes, he sharply cuts upward, drawing a gash accross the drow's cheek. "Who sent you?" Suddenly, the drow's wounds begin to heal, far too rapidly to be natural. Shadowlord's emotions are unreadable for a moment, then a frown crosses his features. "This is no mortal. He is an outsider, one of what they call the Death Slaadi, an extraplanar creature that I sometimes summon for information." He glares at Narad, and says rudely, "You had best tell me what we are dealing with, before I disembowel you, and offer you as a sacrifice to the Masked Lord."
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The Chosen of Vhaeraun
"Nature is governed by certain immutable rules. By virtue of claw and fang, the lion will always triumph over the goat.Given time, the pounding of the sea will wear away the stone. And when dark elves mingle with the lighter races, the offspring invariably take after the dark parent. It is all much the same. That which is greater shall prevail. Our numbers increase steadily, both through birth and conquest. The dark elves are the dominant race, so ordained by the gods." Ka'Narlist of the Ilythiiri. |
Edited by - Shadowlord on 14 Mar 2004 01:12:45 |
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Ezindir the dark
Senior Scribe
Norway
603 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2004 : 09:27:09
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| Ezindir's voice appear inn Shadowlords head Get away you fool, the outsiders master will be her any minute, clock yourself in shadows and take the discussion with Narad later. |
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Narad Bladesinger
Learned Scribe
Finland
170 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2004 : 10:51:12
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>Before Narad can reply to Shadowlord's threat, a slim figure appears from the shadows>
Greetings Talan.
>The slim figure comes forth to light. The figure appears to be a gold elf dressed in a black robe. Talan starts to speak:
"Greetings to you too, Narad Arynn."
Talan points to his neck where a glowing neclace can be seen.
"This prevents you from using your 'skills' against me, so don't try anything funny">
All right, lets cut to the chase. What do you know about that man we talked about?
>"My payment first" Narad takes a small sack from his belt and tosses it to Talan. Talan catches it and goes through it.
"You are in luck" Talan says rising his head "The man you're looking for is in Baldurs Gate, he has an apartment there">
So now that we are through with that, lets move to more recent events. I would like to know why you tried to get Shadowlord killed?
>Suddently Talan's eyes take a red colour and his form misshapes somehow. With incredible speed he attacks Narad.
Narad spins away from the sudden attack drawing his sword an instant later.
Talan now has long claws and fangs and his shpeshifting continues.>
Ezindir and Shadowlord, I'm happy to introduce to you, Talan Gorad. |
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Shadowlord
Master of Realmslore
USA
1298 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2004 : 16:56:24
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| Shadowlord, for the first time throughout this venture, smiles. "Excellent." Shadowlord draws his two short swords, the Fangs of Vhaeraun, and uses his innate drow ability to place a globe of darkness over the combatants, placing Shadowlord at an advantage, since darkness is his element. All the while, Shadowlord remarks to Ezindir telepathically, using the grace of Vhaeraun. 'Do not seek to repremand me, pupil. It was I that introduced you to Vhaeraun, and as one of the Masked Lord's Chosen, I am quite capable discerning danger!' Shadowlord gracefully enters the globe of darkness, swords spinning at an incredibly fast pace. The swords themselves trail shadows, but that is impossible to tell within the Darkness Effect. Shadowlord exclaims, "Xal l'Barra plynn dos!" Murky tentacles of shadow rise up out of the ground, pinning the 'creature' that is Talan Gorad in place. At this moment, the darkness spell expires, and the others can see what became of the battle. Shadowlord stands towards the right, Narad to the left, and Gorad is held in place by the Shadows of Vhaeraun. |
The Chosen of Vhaeraun
"Nature is governed by certain immutable rules. By virtue of claw and fang, the lion will always triumph over the goat.Given time, the pounding of the sea will wear away the stone. And when dark elves mingle with the lighter races, the offspring invariably take after the dark parent. It is all much the same. That which is greater shall prevail. Our numbers increase steadily, both through birth and conquest. The dark elves are the dominant race, so ordained by the gods." Ka'Narlist of the Ilythiiri. |
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Narad Bladesinger
Learned Scribe
Finland
170 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2004 : 19:10:37
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Talan, how many times do I have to tell you not to attack anyone? You owe your life to me again.
>the creature makes an agonizing sound and starts to turn back to his elf form>
I'll have to take that
>Narad cuts the necklace that Gorad had shown earlier and puts it to his pocket>
Now let me tell a bit about how I met Gorad:
It was about 40 years ago when I was summoned to investigate a series of killings in the northern part of Dalelands. I do not recall the name of the place since it was later on destroyed by Zenthies.
Anyway, through investigations I found out that the murderer was this creature, summoned by an evil wizard. The summoning had somehow gone wrong, because when I paid a visit to the wizards tower I found him slaughtered in a manner I wouldn't like to describe. The bloody trail of bodyparts led me on top of the tower where Gorad waited. He was different then, he was bigger and he posessed some heavy magic. So on that instant he attacked me.
Our battle went on and on, I was using every bit of my
baldesinger-skills that I had at that time. I sang my baldesong many hours without interception, weaving spells and dancing like mad.
My spells were running out and as a mortal I was exhausted, unlike my enemy. So when I was performing my bladesong I noticed a flaw in Gorad's defence. His mind was unprotected. So I used my psychic powers, causing the monster to fall asleep.
But that was just the beginnig of the hard part. No matter how many enchantments I laid upon my sword, I couldn't kill the thing.
I had to drag Gorad many miles to the nearest temple, while keeping him asleep. Talking about a headache! (though some scrolls I found from the wizards tower helped)
At the temple the clerics also tried killing the great beast, but in vain. Finally upon calling their god's power they were able to strip Gorad from his true powers and it was time for me to have a little chat with him.
It turned out, as you have now propably quessed, that Gorad was an extraplanar creature and a high ranking one too.
Our first attemps of discussion ended up in serious pain for Gorad. After a while I made a deal with him. He would be free, but he had to stay loyal to the elves of Faerun (not drow, though) and he wouldn't be allowed to commit any violent actions. He made the deal because he was too scared for his life.
We made the deal under a spell that made it unbreakable. You wouldn't believe how much fun I had telling him that I couldn't kill him!
But it was too late for him, the deal was made and he took up life as a spy for the elves.
I've been using him occasionally since then. He commands a wide network 'o spies along the Sword Coast and he has his way getting into places that others can't. This time I needed information about the salughter of my family and the rest you know.
>Narad watches his companions and then cheerily adds:>
Hope that wasn't too long story, but you asked for it Shadowlord.
And about me being a psionicist, well I don't like announcing it to everyone. |
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Shadowlord
Master of Realmslore
USA
1298 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2004 : 19:22:12
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| "Very interesting... At first, when you mentioned him, I had the assumption that he was Daemonfey, bred of elves and demons. However, now, it is clear he is a Death Slaad, one of the cruelest of that extraplanar race. You say he was loyal to you? The first thing any drow learns is that no one is loyal forever." Shadowlord warily looks at both his companions, however, as Shadowlord himself is the only full-blooded drow in the company, he'd probably be the most suspicious. After a short period of judging his allies, he continues, "You are a psion, then? I have had some experience with them before, and have taken necessary precautions. I was once hired to assassinate a high-ranking Priestess from House Oblodra in Menzoberranzan. During that time, I was gifted with permanent mind-shielding. You'll get no information from me, my friend. Though I doubt I could call you friend, as relations between drow and faerie elves are, shall we say, less than cordial." |
The Chosen of Vhaeraun
"Nature is governed by certain immutable rules. By virtue of claw and fang, the lion will always triumph over the goat.Given time, the pounding of the sea will wear away the stone. And when dark elves mingle with the lighter races, the offspring invariably take after the dark parent. It is all much the same. That which is greater shall prevail. Our numbers increase steadily, both through birth and conquest. The dark elves are the dominant race, so ordained by the gods." Ka'Narlist of the Ilythiiri. |
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Ezindir the dark
Senior Scribe
Norway
603 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2004 : 20:58:36
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| Ezindir, who have been sitting at the roof and smoking his pipe, claps his hands and says: Bravo, I could not have done it better meself. |
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Edited by - Ezindir the dark on 14 Mar 2004 21:00:59 |
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Shadowlord
Master of Realmslore
USA
1298 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2004 : 21:46:17
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| "Thank you. I could have eviscerated him on spot, but then we'd have nothing to torture." Shadowlord sneers, and waits to see the reaction from Narad, for surface elves do not take kindly to torture. "Ezindir, I require something of you." Shadowlord whispers something in the Abyssal tongue, and Dramaniezzt, his shadow companion, appears at his side. "If you are willing, Dramaniezzt will lead you to Chaulssin, in the Underdark. Go to what used to be House Teken'ghym, of which I was Patron Father. Enter my room, and say, L' Orbdrinus Senger Zhal Ilstar Phor L' Isto Phor. That should grant you access to my armory. There, you will find a rare variety of shadowsilk. Bring it to me, and anything you desire from my armory is yours. I was once leader of the First House of Chaulssin. I believe that something in the armory might catch your eye." |
The Chosen of Vhaeraun
"Nature is governed by certain immutable rules. By virtue of claw and fang, the lion will always triumph over the goat.Given time, the pounding of the sea will wear away the stone. And when dark elves mingle with the lighter races, the offspring invariably take after the dark parent. It is all much the same. That which is greater shall prevail. Our numbers increase steadily, both through birth and conquest. The dark elves are the dominant race, so ordained by the gods." Ka'Narlist of the Ilythiiri. |
Edited by - Shadowlord on 14 Mar 2004 21:52:14 |
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The Would-be Assassins
