Life in the wilds underdark is a very lonely existence. You learn quickly to run or attack anything that moves. Sometimes I wish that I had never left Menzoberranzan, that I would have faced the wrath of my Matron Mother. She founded out that the spider queen was not my patron goddess, but Lolth’s daughter Eilstraee. I panicked and fled. Now the wilds have become a cruller mistress then my mother.
Usstan daewl ulu dro wun gre'as'anto. Jhal ka dos z'klaen elgg uns'aa tlu qee'lak bauth ol.
(I wish to live in peace. But if you must kill me be quick about it.)
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In the dark of underdark lives one of the most vile and evil races of them all. It has been several millennia since Araushnee has been cast down from the Seldarine in to the Demonweb Pits. The Ilythiiri followed their goddess in to darkness, casting off their ties with the surface becoming the Drow. Now they are the the nightmare that lurks below the ground, and this is their story.
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