Don't own anything. I'm underaged so I can't buy a house let alone a great games company like Bioware. Did you know that they created Neverwinter Nights? I had no ideea.R&R. I'd really apreciate it... Ok, thanks to Phil (naradith, read.fic.now) I was able to correct some of my typos.
Chapter
2: The double-cross
Aiden:
"The city is under siege.
Raiding parties of drow and other creatures rarely seen on the
surface are attacking the city. We've determined these attacks are
coming through Undermountain..."
"blablablablabla. Get to the part were we'll be filtfing rich already" I could hear Tomi whisper behind me. A very loud whisper, I might add.
Durnan glared at him but tried to continue his speech" As I was saying" he said hardly "It's pretty clear that the answers we seek can't be found here on the surface. The only hope we have of stopping Halaster is to send someone down into Undermountain after him.
I
yawned and scratched the back of my head . We had just arrived and I
was looking forward to some good sleep "And how are we supposed
to do that?" I asked.
" As many of you know this inn is
built around one of the entrances to Undermountain: a magical well
that descends to the very dephts of the ever-changing
labyrinth"
"Thats a scary thought" I whispered to
my companions.
"Now, I don't intend to send anyone into Undermountain unprepared. That would be suicide. I'll offer you what advice and equipment I can (don't forget the good night's sleep). In fact it might be a good ideea if-
Durnans'
good ideea was interupted by a weird noise and Tamsil's voice. Did I
just made a rime?
"Wait, what's that noise, father?'
"Eh,
it's coming from the well room. he tried to figure what was the noise
and then his eyes went wide
"something scary is going to
happen, boss! Does you write scary with "y'or "i"
After
a moment of stressful silence, a blast of magic hit someone, killing
him instantly. I could hear screams. I readied my double-bladed sword
as I heard Durnan yell: FOUL DROW YOU DARE TO ATACK MY INN. Suddenly
I realized I couldn't move: "Holy shit" (me)
"What
type of foul magic is this?' (linu )
"The type when you CAN'T
MOVE, perhaps"? (tomi)
" I KNEW THAT!"
The group
of Drow and duergar entered. their leader, obviously a cleric shouted
something whilst casting a spell:
" Your inn, your city, your
race the rivven will fall before the Valsharess, FOOL!
Her spell
instantly killed 3 other adventurers "Wow, she's good, and hot
too(tomi)
"We are atacked by drow without posibility of
fighting back and YOUR STILL THINKING WITH YOUT DICK (sharwyn)
"That
time of the month again, Shar?"(tomi)
Suddenly, all the
screams and chaos were silenced by a female voice: Oh brother can you
possibly be any more corny than that. i'm pretty sure the kivvils are
already weeting themselves" she said . The voice came from one
of the drow.
How
could she posibly know that?
I noticed that the paralysis
dissapeared while the cleric combusted.
" THATS IT! I'M SICK
OF YOU AND YOUR COMMENTS. I SHOULD HAVE KILLED YOU WHEN I HAD THE
CHANCE, DOS YEUNN WAEL "
"Just try it yawn, elg'caress"
I noticed that she was very drowsy. hm a DROWsy drow.
"elf
lady what does elm'faress mean?" deekinn asked Linu
"Uhm,
nothing important Deekin" Linu said, blushing.
"You have
no ideea the pleasure it would bring, half-breed
"Would you
stop being SUCH A VITHING RASIST!
Tomi started laughing; "That
talled one looks worse than Sharwyn on a PMSing hangover." I
couldn't help but agree. Her wide blue eyes where webbed with red and
she had the look of someone who would slaughter every person in her
way to a bed."
Sharwyn rolled her eyes but decided not to
comment.
Their bickering continued for about five minutes...The duergar and other drow seemed to forget that they were in a surface inn in a room with well-armed surfacers but said surfacers were too lazy to attack, anyway. It was funny in a weird incredebly hungry kind of way. Hm, do they have chicken?
Tomi approached one of the duergar: "Hey, nice flask ya got there. Probaly got some good ale. Lend me a sip?"
The duergar just shrugged. "Sure" he said with the most bored expression I have ever seen. And I who thought that dwarves loved their ale more than their wives. Well, except Grimgnaw. Heck, when was the last time they slept?"
I shifted my eyes from Tomi to a torch near me. The flames were very calming, making a soothing contrast from the torential rain outside.
Daelan broke my drowsy stare. "Aren't we supposed to atack them sooner or later"
Sharwyn readied a spell: "True, I'm getting bored".
"I could have waited a couple of hours" I said.
Her spell hit the cleric, killing her instanstly. I couldn't help but be surprised of her frailty
So the fight rebegun. We made quick work of them due to the fact that their leader died, and the advanced state of sleepiness they were in. Soon there was only one left.
Drisinil:
They
cornered me. Damn it, I should have ran for it the minute they killed
Akordia. It's not like the others were less sleepy than I was. I
quickly scanned the area for a way out. Nothing. This is going to be
quite degradating...
I carefully placed my rapier on a nearby stool and raised my arms. I just hoped it meant the same thing to surfacers.
"I surrender" I said.
"Give us a reason to let you live, Drow" a genuine rothe of a human shouted angrilly, putting quite a grothesque accent on the word drow. Not impressed. "Your race have come in MY inn to atack MY city and MY race, slaugthering everything in YOUR path." Nice memory.
"Wait, Durnan" a Darthiir said quickly. "She could be useful. She could help us end the threat from Undermountain"
"I say we just kill her" a halfling said cackiling moronocly. I noticed he was drunking himself with some expired duergar ale."
"And why would she do that, Linu? She's Drow, you know better than I do they are not to be trusted" the rivvil known as Durnan said."
I wasn't about to let this conversation continue."Because I've got an unliteral dagger near my throat, my head hurts, I haven't slept or washed myself IN 5 ROTTEN DAYS AND NOW I'M FORCED TO SURRENDER TO A PARANOID RIVVIL WITH BREATH LIKE A ROTHES BACKSIDE" I stopped and continued more calmly:"I can offer you information about the attacks. If you let me return to the Underdark."
"It is for the greater good, Durnan" the Darthiir said calmy, I raised a suprised eyebrow.
Durnan had a very stressed look on his face. Eventually, he sighed deeply: "Very well tell us what you know".
"Ssinjin!" I started telling him that the one behind the atacks bore the title Valsharess, how she intimitaded almost every race from The Underdark to join her cause, carefully avoiding the reason she has been so persuasive. And also told them that The Valsharess captured Halaster and thats why it had been so easy to travel through Undermountain the surface.
"So.." I concluded. "To STOP the attacks you have to FREE halaster" I said gesticulating madly. Are we done yet? "That means you have to send someone insane enough to the lowest level of Undermountain."
I yawned deeply. I noticed Durnan looking at me, an evil grin on his face. It took me a while to remember what I said and to realize why he was grinning.
"NO VITHING WAY! NO WAY! NO SIR. YOU'RE NOT SENDING ME IN UNDERMOUNTAIN. I REALLY REALLY DON'T WANT TO GET KILLED!"
"Oh, so does that mean you're proving uncooparative, drow! Durnan said cheerfully, carelessly moving his sword. I'm really starting to hate this jaluk.
"So, uhm who's coming with me?" I should have realized, though, that there was no way I knew into the Underdark than Undermountain.
Durnan's grin widened. he turned to face the adventurers looking for an answer to my question. The ones Akordia killed and have been raised, seemed the less eager.
"I will" said one of them, a male with a Double-bladed sword, said. I grinned. Cute hair.
"Me too" the Darthiir called Linu said cheerfully. Why was she so happy I couldn't understand. Nor did I care.
'I wanna go to" the halfling said.
"can
Deekin goes with boss and sleepy drow lady?"
"Sure,
deekin" the purple-head said
"Yay. DOOM DOOM. " the
kobold sang cheerfully.
"We're coming too, then" A half-orc and a human said.
I noticed Durnan's already infuriating grin widened when he heard that this Deekin is coming along. He turned to face me. "Loff'ta"? he said in my language.
"Ecsatic" I whispered dryly.
He turned to face the others: "You four have better rest. You'll go into Undermountain tomorrow. Good night"
"FINALLY" I shouted. During our way to the rooms, I remembered something.
"Did you know that duergar ale, once expired, can cause big indigestion and diarea." I said to the halfling, grinning.
"Yeah,
lady, like I'm buyn' that"
"Suit youself. Pray that
you'll have enough toilet paper tomorrow" This will be a very
good night's sleep.
Done and done (till' next chapter anyway)
Drow translations: dos yeunn weal: you pathetic fool
elm'faress: I have no ideea...:P
ssinjin: sweet.
Rivvil, dathiir, jaluk: human, elf, male.
loff'ta: happy. It just semeed to me that Durnan knew drow.
