Findenst a drow city!
-Why? What happened?- Eámanë asked to the guards of the arch.
-Near a month ago an earthquake hit the city, and our cousins from the east were facing the armies of drows. There are rumors of a resistance in the near forests and the humans aided those who were able to run. Even the dwarfs are against the drows, seems they suffered their violence in the underground mines.
-Are you sure "that" isn't a spy?- the guard whispered to Eámanë
-She was born in the surface, she served my mother and now serves me- he answered calmly.
-Thank you, we must head back home- Eámanë bowed as good upbringing demanded. The guard replied.
They didn't even attempted to cross the forest, they walked back to the fishermen village.
Ireth stoped and pushed Eámanë back with one hand. An arrow would have hit him from the back. Her chin touched her chest and a cruel smile was covered by her long hair.
A second arrow directed to her was deflected by her long sword in a quick movement.
The guard that greeted them at the entrance of the forest greeted them, with two more of his henchmen.
-Now,now, pet, surrender yourself, bruises don't look good on merchandise.-
-That one is mine- she said outloud, like talking to the wind. But then, his companions hit the ground dead. Ireth raced forward aiming for the neck of his adversary, but he dodged, just to lean back in pain from one of her daggers, stabbed in his stomach. -Now, now, corpse-she used a sarcastic tone as she quoted his words -How shall I entertain myself? I can keep you alive for several weeks while hearing yours screams for mercy- she placed a boot in his cheek and raised her face. - Thank you, you can come out now.-
A couple of drows emerged from the earth, taller than Eámanë, one was thin with short hair and his eyes wrapped in cloth, the other one had long hair and didn't used the cloth to protect his eyes.
-You have been fooled- the second drow spoke
- We know-
-It hasn't been a month, it's been three centuries. The Master is conquering village after village, even us aren't safe. He pacted with a Dark Lord.-
-Zoroath?- asked Ireth, both the drows flinched after hearing the name. -So it's Zoroath- She smiled at them. -Tell me, where is the nearest priest of light?-
-I'll walk with you and your prey- the long haired drow noded at his companion that returned to the forest. -Name's Kiritzz,I'm a hunter.- he bowed to Ireth.
-He's no prey of mine, fate and circumstances brought us toghether.- Ireth finally chopped the head of the guard at her feet. Eámanë looked away. -I told you I was drow- she smiled cruelly.
-Three centuries huh? How much has he conquered?-
-Almost a third part of all Starfield. He uses wraiths, and orcs, even some demons.-
-Nice!- she praised her Master -But foolish. Eámanë I'm going to see my Master, and ask for this nonsense, shall we part ways?-
Eámanë looked at the drows and then glanced the body at their feet.
-No, I also need to find out what happened to my family. We are going back.-
-Good- she smiled with aproval to him.
-So, to the priest of light first, right? My lady-
-Ireth, I'm Ireth-
-Ireth and Eámanë? That's impossible, and I'm in no mood for jokes!-
-Do I looke like the joking type?, I'm Ireth Faelivrin, scumbag! - her tattoos finally showed, carved as light under her skin,a response to her anger.
Kiritzz kneeled to Ireth and Eámanë stared in awe.
-I'm sorry my Lady- he closed his eyes as he waited for his punishment. Ireth only slapped him. Her tattoos disapeared as she calmed down.
-I do not follow darkness, but I know it's ways, hunter, the old ways. Take us to this priest now, time is short.-
Kiritzz stood up, and led them back to the fishermen village.
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