Thread: Surviving The Time Of Troubles (Athene & Alvis Alendran)

Elari Venoch'Xuileb'Brou It had all been so sudden, so abrupt. It was something that no one - not even the strongest priestesses who worshiped the Spider Queen Lolth could have foreseen. But then, even if that was the case, the better question would be whether they would even believe it? Sure, their goddess was fickle and cruel every now and again. But to dare turn her back on her people? No Drow would even fathom to think that would ever happen. Not once. And yet, it had. It was one of the many domino effects that arrived when the Time of Troubles also did. Yet, the presence of divine magic was only one of the many negative side effects that had come with this new era. Even arcane magics were now gone. Worthless. Which thus made the typically strong, dark-skinned race a now very vulnerable one, as most of the Drow tampered with magic of some sort, be it divine or otherwise. Thankfully, there were some .... exceptions. And it was these very gifts that had kept one specific House from falling that of the Venoch'Xuileb'Brou Clan. Deep within the dark city of Rilauven , various Houses were trying to take advantage of the lack of holy - unholy, technically - magics being available. In every direction people could look over at left, right, or otherwise, Houses were rising and falling faster than anyone - Hume or Drow alike - could even start to count. As far as anyone could see or discern, these trials were finally coming to a close. Alas, in its wake, numerous deaths and paths of destruction were left. The once glorious city was mostly ruins, coated in copious amounts of blood from anyone who had been unfortunate enough to get caught in the many frays that had taken place over the past several months. While the Matron Mother of the Venoch'Xuileb'Brou Clan, Alaunvyll was relieved to have kept her House from all but vanishing due to unfortunate circumstances, there were a good number of additional 'things' she needed to ... fix. Namely in the form of what she had ended up losing her husband - which was no big deal, no were her eldest and youngest sons. Her eldest daughter - however - was another story. She was thus left with only one child and yet, in all irony of ironies, it was the very reason she hadn't immediately ended up becoming someone else's property. Elari was ... special. Unique. And Alaunvyll had made damn sure that the youngest of all her children had used those powers to keep her safe, even though it had been a risk with how untrained they were. Stop, she muttered bitterly, shooting a glare downward at one of the many slaves she'd managed to keep. Another reason she hadn't worried about losing her husband - besides the simple fact that men in this society just weren't deemed to be important for much of anything - was because he could always be replaced. Now was a perfect example, where she could call for any slave she owned to enter her chambers and please her. .... Except .... Alaunvyll no longer wanted to experience pleasure. Not of the carnal nature, anyway. ... Mistress? the male asked, keeping his gaze lowered to the floor. A brief pause would linger between them before Alaunvyll nodded. Make yourself presentable. Then .... go fetch Lux. ... Yes, Mistress. Knowing arguing would offer little more than a swift - and likely painful - death, the male Drow hastily got up to his feet, pulling his trousers up, The moment he left, Alauvynn took her own turn and started to follow suit, though ... many could argue she never really looked 'decent', per se. But then, that was another difference between Drow men and women. The fairer sex were easier to identify in terms of House ranking and nobility by the amount of cloth thrown over their dark flesh. And thus in their case, less was better and therefore the typical pattern seen. Once Alaunvyll got herself dressed and ready, she sat atop her bed, waiting for another answer to her silent prayers to arrive. Lux was yet another person whom aided Elari in keeping the Venoch'Xuileb'Brou from losing every ounce of power. As such, it seemed only fitting to send her out on this mission. Elari .... had been an option, yes. Still, Alaunvyll had used her daughter on more discreet tasks. There was a reason no one yet knew of her only surviving child, or what she was even fully capable of. It would only further enlarge the already huge target placed upon her back if anyone had that information. So, for now, she would wait and receive help from the much less suspicious assistant and servant of Alaunvyll's.