Hello my faithful reviewers! I am sorry the chapter took so long, but I was hoping for more reviews, as I see none forthcoming soon I decided to update. Ok this is another short chapter, you will start to see the mean attitude of Kirrath's family (specifically his sister Oruna) the poor fellowship! Jarlaxle may appear later on in the story, as you will see. This time I do need more reviews! It is becoming increasingly depressing the amount I am getting! Farewell for now. I own nothing.
Oruna of House Nharr'Khann felt anger and loathing towards her older brother, how was it that a mere male had managed to capture all those surface dwellers, especially the sun elf, and not her; Loth's chosen? She cursed under her breath not paying any attention to her surroundings, and so bumped into one of her guard. He was about to shout at her when he realized who it was.
"You miserable wretch!" Oruna shouted at him "You watch your step you miserable male! Braggart! Imbecile! Why I have kept you alive all this time I don't know!" she paused as the male quailed in fear, "but that shall soon be remedied, shan't it?" The male was visibly trembling; Oruna murmured he words to a spell as she said that, under her breath, and suddenly the male's throat constricted, he grasped at it suddenly unable to breath, collapsing to the ground twitching horribly in death throws, at the last possible second Oruna removed the spell, gasping on the floor the male desperately tried to fill his lungs; Oruna had other plans, she pulled the miniature hand-crossbow from her Piwafwi and loaded an acidic dart to it. With no hesitation did she fire the small weapon, the dart burying itself where his heart was. The dark elf's screams filled the cavern as the acid from the dart burned into his chest, lungs, and heart; it took only seconds for the potent acid to kill the Drow but in that time his death had not only caused fear among everyone in the group, but it had temporarily sated Oruna's anger. With a shrug she stepped over the corpse of her guard and walked on ahead, she paused…"Well?" she said glaring at the other guards, they jumped to in a split second and immediately shoved the prisoners in the priestesses direction; with a satisfied grin Oruna stalked off ahead.
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Kirrath watched his sister torture the Drow guard, he cared not, and felt rather envious of him, and his death had been easy compared to what he would probably get. Kirrath glanced at the fellowship they were horrified, terrified, and they had every right to be. Legolas glared at him as they waited for Oruna to have her fun; Kirrath shrugged apologetically, though he appeared unconcerned he could have run from the sight. He feared and loathed his sister, as she did him.
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As the fellowship watched the male guard being yelled at by the female, they did not understand what was being said, but what happened afterwards explained all, the Drow collapsed to the ground attempting to breathe clutching at his throat, it was horrible to watch as his red eyes bulged and his throat constricted. Just as the fellowship thought he was dead, the leader brought her spell to a halt. The Drow had lain there gasping for breath for a split second, and then the leader had shot him with a strange weapon, the Drow on the floor had immediately convulsed in pain; his death screams had rocked the fellowship on their heels, when he had finally died his voice just cut-off leaving an impression on all of the people in the band. The leader just smiled and led her guard deeper in the tunnel, the fellowship being forced along in the darkness of the underdark to their dooms.
Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha! Finally another chapter! And I hope it is satisfactory, please review!