"Vel'uss 'tan tlun?" - the diminutive drow smirks and does a flourish "Usstan uil Duneth d' Qu'ellar Despana d'Rilauven, nezanen d'lil isto, Qu'el' Killianesst d'lil Charnag Maelthra. Al tha, abbil."
Pitch (don't take this too literally):
Solaufein and Phaere's son, raised secretly in the Wealdath,
Nightcrawler's heart (yes, the Marvel one) in Valas Hune's body with Zhai's past... the hair is his own.
Profile:
Race: drow (refers to himself as Miyeritari, not Ilythiiri)
Gender: male
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Age: 52 (in 1346 DR)
Born 20. Nightal, the Year of the Deep Moon 1294 DR / 6267 Sshamath Reckoning
Height: 1m36
Weight: 38,7 kg
Occupation (atm.):
Qu'el' Killianesst d'lil Charnag Maelthra, but really a lieutenant of the Bregan d'Aerthe. Has another cover identity in Ilztaufein, the Prime Underdark Guide.
Goals :
-Surviving in Sshamath (done... for now).
-Joining the Bregan d'Aerthe to unionize himself and for "The Network" to have a section in all the factions of Sshamath (done.)
-Joining the Charnag Maelthra (done) to find and follow Nymas Do'ana's (Gozlung/Jinx/Tahlisar) trace, one of the few who know who he really is and seemingly the only one who understood him (sometimes when he reaches into his handy haversack the House Do'ana Piwafwi he carries in it inexplicably is on top).
Not to discredit the occasional warmth different individuals have let through their surface towards him and Dhaunin's fey-like mischief, all a welcomed breath of air in the daily darkness of the Underdark.
-Reaching the Wealdath through Xothaerin, accessed by Philock or the Nashkel Mines, through the Cloud Peaks, by sea or through the Fhoeldin Durr.
Resumé:
Conceived on an evasion to the surface, on a moonless night, by the union of an Eilistraeelite Sartglin of Ust Natha's Fighter's Society and a daughter of Qu'ellar Despana, left for dead as child to surface adventurers with no other sign of identification than an insignia of House Despana around his neck, raised by Wild Elves and fey in Suldanessellar, runaway to the Underdark to find himself, lost, surviving, posing as a son of the Rilauven branch of his family, he finally ended up in Sshamath, the most tolerant and peaceful drow city he could find.
Novel long background:
(under construction)
His parents' love was kept secret until the Yathrin's pregnancy could be hidden no more. Matron Ardulace tortured her daughter which caused her to give a premature birth. The runt was given to the Fighter's Society as a decoy, to be used as target of one of the Society's staged drills (as the one seen in Homeland with the "Baenre Princess" and the Hook Horrors) left in the ruined temple of Angharradh above Ust Natha for a patrol to retrieve, preferably dead than alive, using divination to follow the insignia left with the toddler, thus exacting revenge on both parents and restoring Lolth's favour to the Qu'ellar.
Unfortunately for the drow, a party of adventurers were exploring the ruined temple at that moment, disposed of the patrol and saved and gave the child to the House of the Moon in Suldanessalar for safekeeping.
There Duneth was raised for years by Temple Servant Elvath Feymoon of the Suldusk tribe. He was taught about the holyness of all things, of the spirit inhabiting every being, the Moon and stars, body decoration, the Seldarine and the Tel'Quess History.
When hearing of the Crown Wars and the injustice committed towards the Green and Dark elven kingdom of Miyeritar he decided that that was whose legacy he was (which his pale greenblue eyes would suggest too) and that the Gold elves and their Vyshaan ilk, the Ilythiir and the Humans, for their persecution of the Keltormir, were not trustworthy.
(Pictures of a young Duneth in Suldusk clothing: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_76jVt7UUOFc/S ... 1+copy.jpg)
The child was dubbed Duneth, like the infamous Wharreil Archmage, as it was one of the few drow names the Wild Elves knew.
When entering puberty Duneth was given the totem of the Raven through the Green Elf Sweat-Lodge rite of passage.
Despite being the only elf of the Wealdath being of both the Elmanesse and Suldusk tribe, Duneth didn't bond with many in Suldanessellar as most didn't stay long enough to get used to his blood and look past his heritage, thus Duneth doesn't feel understood, entirely at home and at peace in Suldanessellar, his chaotic nature contributing to this feeling.
On one of his escapades Duneth stumbles upon the ruins of Myth Rhynn and is traumatised by the undead.
Duneth, in a crisis of elven prepuberty, runs away on the traces of his heritage back through the ruins of the temple of Angharradh.
Duneth doesn't last long in the dark sprawling caverns before he's captured by Xornbane duergar scouting for Dargab Rogadimne's caravan.
The duergar merchant from Drik Hargunen, foraging the westernmost reaches of the Shanatar sub-realm of Torglor for anti-illithid relics (braincaps, starvers), decides to keep the drow youngling as he knows an Ilharess of Sschindylryn, secretly barren of womb, pays a good price for young noble-looking drow, on the Black Market, that she then raises as her own.
Thus, for the rest of the expedition Duneth is kept as a prisoner of the Duergar along with other young drow, there for the same purpose.
Wishing to make profit but also to give the drow of Sschindylryn a poisoned gift, Dargab doesn't mistreat his young prisoners, unlike his other slaves, teaches them about the diversity of Underdark Gods, hoping for them to eventually challenge their Lolthite foster-mother-to-be.
The caravan, on the other hand, never reaches it's destination as the Underdark Anarchists' Fellowship had it's ranks and slaves infiltrated and exact a raid upon the coaster.
Duneth along with other slaves flee into the now nearby Gauth Grottoes, where he departs with the Grey Orc Yarg Urthyslag (Flying_Dutchman) as he leaves him before the gates of Sshamath.
Explanation of stats:
(coming soon)
"Many, many drow long to return to the surface and live among trees (it’s a race instinct, that some recognize for what it is - - whereas other drow just feel always unsettled and edgy, and usually turn this into fighting amongst themselves, and family and/or trading rivalries)" - So saith Ed.
