Aug 5, 2022 3:07 am
Static filters across Banshee’s vision as her magic reaches into the beyond and grabs hold of the thing’s twisted soul.
Spirit Origin Registered: Avatar of Lloth (False)
Being a male drow in the underdark is a pitiful existence. Sure you could be any of the other races, but at least you could at least try resisting the cruelty and die trying. To put it simply, a male drow is less than dirt, even those of noble birth can be killed on a whim. This drow was simply one of those whims. An attempt at an improved Drider, more easily controlled, less ugly. He was a success, which was why he was immediately hunted down and killed. He was just a tad to perfect. So when Wishmaker pulled him here it was a wish come true, but why wait for the random chosen to wander in. Putting the majority of the power of the Keystone to pull a large chunk of the Fae Wild was worth it. Oh how they screamed.
Banshee returns to reality feeling extremely disgusted.
A shade emerges from her shadow, a pure black silhouette of the abomination. It kneels at her feet waiting for orders.
Spirit Origin Registered: Avatar of Lloth (False)
Being a male drow in the underdark is a pitiful existence. Sure you could be any of the other races, but at least you could at least try resisting the cruelty and die trying. To put it simply, a male drow is less than dirt, even those of noble birth can be killed on a whim. This drow was simply one of those whims. An attempt at an improved Drider, more easily controlled, less ugly. He was a success, which was why he was immediately hunted down and killed. He was just a tad to perfect. So when Wishmaker pulled him here it was a wish come true, but why wait for the random chosen to wander in. Putting the majority of the power of the Keystone to pull a large chunk of the Fae Wild was worth it. Oh how they screamed.
Banshee returns to reality feeling extremely disgusted.
A shade emerges from her shadow, a pure black silhouette of the abomination. It kneels at her feet waiting for orders.
