Eirik Agerrion
My name is Eirik of the house of Agerrion. I am the bastard child of the Drow Priestess Shileigh. I have lived these past 5 years on the surface with my friend and teacher Garrett. Let me tell you of how a Drow came to live on the surface word instead of staying in Menzoberanzen. Wait, no, let me start from the beginning. Ninety-six years ago, my mother Shileigh was on a raiding party to the surface. The group she was with was intent on wiping out a band of elves that had discovered the entrance caves to the Drow city. On this raid, the entire party was wiped out with the exception of my mother. This band of elves was rouge in nature and did not have any remorse in taking advantage of my mother. After a few weeks, my mother affected her escape and returned to Menzoberanzen not knowing that she was with child. After a time my mother realized this fact and decided to carry her child to term. To her surprise, and horror, her son did not arrive as a Drow. Her son, while having the dark skin and stark white hair of a Drow, did not have the black luster common to the Drow heritage. Instead, his skin was a shade lighter toward brown. Her surprise was compounded when her child opened his eyes for the first time and they were the deep blue of the ocean.
As I grew up I was shunned by most of the other children, not to mention the adults. Mine was a hard life from the beginning. When I reached the age of 75, I entered the fighter's academy intent on showing my peers that I could match, if not better, them in the art of combat. As time flew by, my skill increased, but the instructors shunned me and often left me out of portions of the training, saying that I wasn't up to their standards of fighting and needed to work harder, even though I easily matched any of my peers in combat. Upon reaching my fifth year at the fighter's academy, I was fed up with being left behind and looked upon as if I was just a useless weakling. I left the academy and returned home. I faced my mother and announced my intention to go to the surface and learn the fighting styles of the surface dwellers. In doing this I would be better prepared to combat the surface dwellers and could give my people insight on how to fight them. I vowed to return in 25 years to take my place in my mother's house as an adult to fight for Menzoberanzen.
Well as I found out, living on the surface was an extremely difficult task and I often found myself wondering if this was such a good idea after all. Being a Drow on the surface is a dangerous thing, especially for the Drow. I soon found myself in a great forest. It amazed me at first that there could be so much color in the world. But, my amazement soon turned to dread as I was jumped from all sides by a band of goblins. I fought as hard as I could but, I was soon overwhelmed by sheer numbers. That would have ended this story there but, a group of wood elves had been tracking this band of goblins and caught up with them as soon as they overwhelmed me. Thinking I was just a traveler, the elves laid into the goblins with as many arrows as they could muster. Imagine their surprise when they dug me out of the pile of dead goblins and discovered that I was Drow. As I looked up at the stern but beautiful faces, all I could say was thanks before I passed out from my wounds. When I awoke, I found myself in a small cave. Sitting near me was a human who looked like tree for he was dressed in a green cloak and wore clothing that looked like the colors of the forest. As I sat up, the human drew his sword and bade me to stay where I was for he was still wary of my skin tone and what it applied. As we sat there, he asked me to tell him my story. I thought for a second and began to tell him of my past, twisting the truth on my reasons for leaving Menzoberanzen so that I might gain his trust. After I was finished I asked him of his occupation. He laughed and said that he had no occupation and that he was a protector of the forest. I asked him to elaborate, which he gladly obliged. He told me of his role in the world and where it took him. I, being a very straightforward person, asked to learn all that he knew for I had been captivated by the beauty of the forest when I first walked in. He agreed to this only if I would do only what he said at all times. Thinking my ruse was working, I agreed to his terms and waited for my body to heal. When I was strong enough to adventure outside the cave, I went outside to see where my teacher had gone. He promptly jumped on me and proceeded to beat the living daylights out of me. When he was done, he told me that his first lesson was humility and that I had to respect all things in nature. I was angry with him at first, but I soon saw his point. As the weeks and months passed, I learned that my teacher's name was Garrett and that he had a lot to teach me. Soon afterwards my hate for the surface soon faded away being replaced by a love for nature. I realized my mistake in accepting my teachers training, for it had replaced my hatred for the surface with this feeling that I belonged. I finally told Garret of this fact and I sat down and told him of my original plans to learn the ways of the surface then return to Menzoberanzen to lead a raid against the different points of exit from the underdark. I also told him of my vow to my mother and that I cold not stay on the surface when the time had come for me to go back to take my place in my house. He grew apprehensive at first but soon realized my dilemma of having to choose a home and a place in life. He also told me that whatever my decision, he would still teach me the ways of the forest. So time passed and I grew more toward the forest and farther away from Menzoberanzen. Over time, the elves of the area started to accept me for who I was instead of what I was. Now I have lived here on the surface for five years with no regrets toward the path I have chosen. I can only hope and pray that my mother has forgotten my vow and maybe even forgotten about her strange son borne from a horrifying event for her. That is my story so far and I don't know where it will lead, but I can only hope that this life will be a good one and it wont be in vain................
My name is Eirik of the house of Agerrion. I am the bastard child of the Drow Priestess Shileigh. I have lived these past 5 years on the surface with my friend and teacher Garrett. Let me tell you of how a Drow came to live on the surface word instead of staying in Menzoberanzen. Wait, no, let me start from the beginning. Ninety-six years ago, my mother Shileigh was on a raiding party to the surface. The group she was with was intent on wiping out a band of elves that had discovered the entrance caves to the Drow city. On this raid, the entire party was wiped out with the exception of my mother. This band of elves was rouge in nature and did not have any remorse in taking advantage of my mother. After a few weeks, my mother affected her escape and returned to Menzoberanzen not knowing that she was with child. After a time my mother realized this fact and decided to carry her child to term. To her surprise, and horror, her son did not arrive as a Drow. Her son, while having the dark skin and stark white hair of a Drow, did not have the black luster common to the Drow heritage. Instead, his skin was a shade lighter toward brown. Her surprise was compounded when her child opened his eyes for the first time and they were the deep blue of the ocean.
As I grew up I was shunned by most of the other children, not to mention the adults. Mine was a hard life from the beginning. When I reached the age of 75, I entered the fighter's academy intent on showing my peers that I could match, if not better, them in the art of combat. As time flew by, my skill increased, but the instructors shunned me and often left me out of portions of the training, saying that I wasn't up to their standards of fighting and needed to work harder, even though I easily matched any of my peers in combat. Upon reaching my fifth year at the fighter's academy, I was fed up with being left behind and looked upon as if I was just a useless weakling. I left the academy and returned home. I faced my mother and announced my intention to go to the surface and learn the fighting styles of the surface dwellers. In doing this I would be better prepared to combat the surface dwellers and could give my people insight on how to fight them. I vowed to return in 25 years to take my place in my mother's house as an adult to fight for Menzoberanzen.
Well as I found out, living on the surface was an extremely difficult task and I often found myself wondering if this was such a good idea after all. Being a Drow on the surface is a dangerous thing, especially for the Drow. I soon found myself in a great forest. It amazed me at first that there could be so much color in the world. But, my amazement soon turned to dread as I was jumped from all sides by a band of goblins. I fought as hard as I could but, I was soon overwhelmed by sheer numbers. That would have ended this story there but, a group of wood elves had been tracking this band of goblins and caught up with them as soon as they overwhelmed me. Thinking I was just a traveler, the elves laid into the goblins with as many arrows as they could muster. Imagine their surprise when they dug me out of the pile of dead goblins and discovered that I was Drow. As I looked up at the stern but beautiful faces, all I could say was thanks before I passed out from my wounds. When I awoke, I found myself in a small cave. Sitting near me was a human who looked like tree for he was dressed in a green cloak and wore clothing that looked like the colors of the forest. As I sat up, the human drew his sword and bade me to stay where I was for he was still wary of my skin tone and what it applied. As we sat there, he asked me to tell him my story. I thought for a second and began to tell him of my past, twisting the truth on my reasons for leaving Menzoberanzen so that I might gain his trust. After I was finished I asked him of his occupation. He laughed and said that he had no occupation and that he was a protector of the forest. I asked him to elaborate, which he gladly obliged. He told me of his role in the world and where it took him. I, being a very straightforward person, asked to learn all that he knew for I had been captivated by the beauty of the forest when I first walked in. He agreed to this only if I would do only what he said at all times. Thinking my ruse was working, I agreed to his terms and waited for my body to heal. When I was strong enough to adventure outside the cave, I went outside to see where my teacher had gone. He promptly jumped on me and proceeded to beat the living daylights out of me. When he was done, he told me that his first lesson was humility and that I had to respect all things in nature. I was angry with him at first, but I soon saw his point. As the weeks and months passed, I learned that my teacher's name was Garrett and that he had a lot to teach me. Soon afterwards my hate for the surface soon faded away being replaced by a love for nature. I realized my mistake in accepting my teachers training, for it had replaced my hatred for the surface with this feeling that I belonged. I finally told Garret of this fact and I sat down and told him of my original plans to learn the ways of the surface then return to Menzoberanzen to lead a raid against the different points of exit from the underdark. I also told him of my vow to my mother and that I cold not stay on the surface when the time had come for me to go back to take my place in my house. He grew apprehensive at first but soon realized my dilemma of having to choose a home and a place in life. He also told me that whatever my decision, he would still teach me the ways of the forest. So time passed and I grew more toward the forest and farther away from Menzoberanzen. Over time, the elves of the area started to accept me for who I was instead of what I was. Now I have lived here on the surface for five years with no regrets toward the path I have chosen. I can only hope and pray that my mother has forgotten my vow and maybe even forgotten about her strange son borne from a horrifying event for her. That is my story so far and I don't know where it will lead, but I can only hope that this life will be a good one and it wont be in vain................