Thread: Underdark Dealings (Esyel & Alvis Alendran's 1x1)

Elari Venoch'Xuileb'Brou Alaunvyll had taken every single precaution she could think of. Most, of course, were in some magical ward or a similar enough fashion. Only those truly trained in the art of spellcasting, especially divine, would even begin to sense it. Even then, however, one would need to be another priest in order to even start pinpointing what exactly she had done. Thankfully, Ktonos was not such a man. He relied on brute strength. Most individuals whose strength was in the physical department tended to have a very weak will power. Psionics were nothing to laugh at. In fact, they were usually - as much as Alaunvyll hated to admit it - superior than most of any spell she could perform. And knowing that Elari had been trained in secret over the past years .. it made her smirk and simultaneously cringe just to think that her youngest child may be able to surpass her. Not like she'd be foolish enough to attempt anything against you, she reassured herself. Still, there was always the possibility and fear. Paranoia - or as close to it as one would allow themselves to feel - was a very common sensation among Drow. But at that moment, Alaunvyll was far more infuriated. Five minutes had already gone by and that damn servant still hadn't returned with Elari! She got up to her feet, cursing lowly under her breath before finally, a soft but audible knock barely registered to the Matron's ears. About damn time! she hissed, shooting the male a stern glare before turning her attention to her daughter. Do come in, she greeted with an almost sweet tone. Of course, Elari had been weary from the second the servant had knocked on her door. Her suspicions only grew as she was informed her mother of all people had wished to see her. Why would the same woman whom had seemed to be ashamed for so long abruptly want her? That very same question had gone through her mind numerous times now. She didn't dare sit down but continued to stand as she bowed her head to her Mother. You wanted me? she inquired, a genuinely curious tone in her voice. Mhm, I did. Murmuring a word in her native tongue, Alaunvyll closed the door. Now, anyone outside of her chambers wouldn't be able to hear her conversation with Elari, not lest they got rid of the powerful silence spell she had placed upon her door. And if some poor, pathetic fool dared to mess with her magic ... oh they would pay. They would no doubt be very sorry for messing with that. Finally, she shoved the thoughts away with a quick wave of her hand, giving Elari her full attention. I have a very, very important task for you. As the crimson eyes watched her youngest daughter give an affirmative nod, Alaunvyll continued with her explanation. You see ... we have a problem. It comes in the form of Ktonos. The mere mentioning of the name made Elari's heart simultaneously race and sink. Even she knew of his reputation within the House. Hell, every damned Drow did. It was a miracle there were still people residing here with his ... temper. All it took was one wrong set of words or even stare and some people found themselves dead in a matter of seconds. She was safe because of her position in the House. The same basically held true with her Mother. Otherwise, both would very likely be dead. ... I thought you welcomed him here though? she reminded, flinching slightly as Alaunvyll almost instantly shot her an irked glare. Don't you dare think I've forgotten that! Yes, yes, I know! That doesn't matter anymore! A sly smirk crossed her lips as her hands gently fell upon Elari's shoulders. A dark-skinned hand slowly teased the fabric of her child's robes before a slender pair of fingers tucked underneath her jaw, making her white eyes look up at the crimson ones before her. What does is the here and now. I'm afraid things have gotten too .. chaotic with him around. To put it bluntly ... he needs to die. And ... you want me to ... ?! Alaunvyll merely nodded, her smirk widening as Elari quickly figured out what she had wanted. Smart one. Yes, my child. You will carry this task out. May ... I know why me? I'm not doubting your decision, she quickly added, not wishing to incur her mother's wrath. But .. I am curious. Your own magic is strong also. ... True. Alas, though, I am not the first priestess he has gone against before either. You and your ... abilities, however, are foreign to him. He will not know how to deal with the psionic blasts you can place upon him. Break him and his mind. That's all you need to do. The best part? Range will continue to be your ally. Elari just stared, hardly noticing the dark fingers had left or that her mother was now sitting upon her own bed, still smirking at her. Had she truly heard this properly? She was being sent to deal with Ktonos? This ... was basically a suicide mission! Lolth help her, she didn't want to accept this! But at the same time, Elari knew and understood there was no such thing as any true 'choice' for her. Her body shuddered ever so slightly as she finally gave a slight bow. Of course, Mother. It .. it will be done. Good girl. Wait for the night to fully arrive. Ambush him in his sleep. I expect good news in the morning. Now ... off with you. I am expecting said male to arrive soon enough. Not needing anymore incentive, Elari deftly opened the door to her mother's chambers and hurried back into her room. Once her daughter was out of sight, Alaunvyll peeked out from the corners of her door. Once she was damn certain that no one was around to see her, she dispelled the silence spell surrounding her room. Now she would be able to hear Ktonos. Any and all suspicion which would have led to the talk and conspiracy which had been completed with Elari would not be traced to her. The thought made Alaunvyll's smirk widen further. Slowly but surely, things were moving in place. Her plan was going into motion. Now, it would be but a matter of time before she would get what she wanted. Even if Elari failed --- well, she could figure a secondary plan. For now, however, she wasn't counting on that possibility. She merely kept it tucked away in the back of her head, never truly dwelling upon it. Not yet, anyway. If she needed to, she would. Until then, she would assume that by the morning, Ktonos would be dead or at least mentally broken and thus no longer deemed a threat to her House. She'd prefer deceased, of course. But if Elari could do more than enough damage to torment him too badly, Alaunvyll wouldn't mind finishing him off herself. Alas, that was but another thing that she would have to await for. Until then, she found herself playing yet another waiting game, now patiently listening out for the sounds of footsteps that would belong to Ktonos himself.