Standing alone, ahead of his battalion, Zier scouted a cavern. His eyes glowing red as he watched with his infravision, he literally sees heat patterns. His ebony skin blending in perfectly with the darkness, he stroked his white mane and pulled his cloak tight around his neck. His cloak shifted to black from the red and silver colors of his house. Raised in the brutal society of Azalin, city of the Drow, the dark elves, the most evil and sadistic beings in all of the realms, Zier knew his place.
"What do you see?" A dark form crept up beside Zier. Zier didn't say a word. "House Narshonebon should be proud to have a loyal and skilled warrior such as you"
"I see nothing other than lieutenant Drezzen, who should think twice before making assumptions about house Narshonebon." replied Zier with a threatening smile.
Drezzen slips his hand down to the hilt of his sword and takes a step back. In the society of the Drow there is no respect for higher authority, only fear for what that authority may be able to do. In Drow military rank is acquired through elimination, not justification. For this reason Drezzen needed to take precaution around a menial private.
Zier dropped into a low crouch drawing his saber. Drezzen, likewise, drew his sword. "What do you see?" He queried.
"I don't see anything, I hear murlocs." Zier said teasingly. Drezzen threw Zier a questioning glance. "Ready for some fun?" Zier answers Drezzen's glance. He started off for the next tunnel where the sound was coming from. Hiding behind a stalagmite, he watched as the frog like goblinoids drew near. The murlocs were trying to be quiet, but a murloc's standard of silence is actually quite cacophonous to Drow ears.
As thirty plus murlocs clattered closer, Zier swiftly and silently made his way back to Drezzen.
"How many?" Drezzen asked.
"Thirty." Zier said stoically.
"Then we need to report it." Drezzen decided.
Just as Drezzen turned, heading back to the battalion, he felt a slice in his back as Zier's wicked dagger pierced his heart. His face contorted with both confusion and anguish as his lungs tried vainly to fill with air. "I'll be reporting this one alone." Zier said wiping the blood off of his blade.