| *I look up at the yellow orb and feel nothing*
Things in general progress nicely. Time to move on to phase three.
When I think back to when I first arrived here, I came alone and with nothing. Now I am Matron of this surface foothold, the most powerful Drow on this land. Sure, there have been setbacks along the way but nothing that could not be overcome. Challenges are few and far between and those that amount to anything soon melt away like snow on a warm day. I am content, my mother is content, Lloth is content. But there are still things unfinished, time to move on.
I get word that Aly’riia has somehow escaped the clutches of her mother. *sighs* A minor irritant to be dealt with. I visit her in the yellow town’s jail. I had hoped the authorities would hand her over to me, but no, they want to deal with her. More fool them. I did give her a message from her mother, but she has not got the intelligence to appreciate the consequences. Why her mother let her live after I sent Aly’riia and her twin back to her is anyone’s guess. *shrugs* Why should I care? I have better and more important things to do. The authorities refused to hand her over to me, let them suffer for their stupidity. I wash my hands of it.
*laughs* The authorities think she is dangerous. She’s not dangerous, just stupid with an obsession for a one-eared elf and a human with a speech impediment. She might look adult but she has the mentality of a brat that’s just been weaned away from suckling her mother’s teat. Still that is to be expected from one brought up by Von’Sah and tainted by humanity. She knows nothing of what it means to be Drow. No not Drow but a human with black skin tone.
A one-eared elf, a defective human and a retarded Drow. *laughs* What a triumvirate! They are all welcome to each other.
I watch, I assess, I report.
Vel'drav l' sil'in qu'ellar d'Hun’ett zotrethen……Jal zhal sha-rasa!!!
Lloth tlu laoles, dosst handmaiden orn naut hojh dos!!!! |