Menzoberranzan: City of Spiders

Sorry this is long.
This is a literate roleplay set in a fantasy world of Toril. This roleplay takes place specifically in the Underdark in a city called Menzoberranzan, the city of spiders.
In this world NONE of our nationalities exist, so remember the character you make cannot have a name that is from our world. (English, French, Asian, German, Russian, etc)
Since this is a Drow roleplay with little to no humans I will link you to a Drow name generator to help you guys make up a name.
Here it is. No need to roll a die. Just choose the name you want.

If you have NO idea what a Drow is, what their society is like, what they look like, what they use to attack, and more Here is a link to a site with MUCH information.

RULES
The rules are VERY simple:
1. Let me ACCEPT your characters first. Make the bio and if I approve of it (I approve PLAUSIBLE characters so most of you will get accepted) you can enjoy this roleplay. If I don't just make a new character or switch it around a bit. This is to prevent god-moding, mary-suing, or having characters that have unplausible characteristic for Toril.
EDIT your first post so people do not become confused when you go to change your character.
2. Stay true to your character. If your character is said to be nice and pleasant, don't midway in a roleplay change his/her attitude into something snobby.
3. No Earth-related topics. Obama shouldn't be brought up in a discussion in Toril, nor should the Renaissance.
4. No one liners. Please, please, PLEASE post more than five sentences. I've seen a lot of you already post apragraphs so I am sure none of you will have a problem with this. I can understand writer's block so one or two posts once in awhile can be accepted to be short but not all the time.
If you read the rules put "Shirak: Light!" in your post to let me know you read this. If not your bio will be unread by me for I know you didn't read the rules.

The biography layout goes like this:
Gender:
Name:
Nickname:
Image: (If no image fill out the below)
Skin:
Eyes:
Hair:
Body Build: (Muscular, lean, lanky, etc)
Body Type: (Skinny, average, large)
Clothing:
Magic/Melee: ????
Weapon: If you got melee what is your weapon(s)
Status: ????
Lolth's Blessing: ????

????: These categories need ME to roll a die to determine your place. It's to make the roleplay realistic.
PRIVATE MAIL ME TO GET THESE. ONCE YOU GET THEM EDIT YOUR ACCEPTED BIO
It's tough and probably unwanted but like I said this is a literate REALISTIC roleplay, even though it's fantasy. After this I have no more control over you except for Lolth's Blessing which YOUR actions will decide. I won't tell you how to earn it since you guys will always do that to get it which will force me to think up of another strategy.
For Magic/Melee: This is determined by your gender. Females get rolled to see their magical strength, while males get rolled to see if they go into Melee training or Magical training.
For Status: This determine if you are highborn status or low-born. This determines what type of magic you can use.
For Lolth's Blessing: I will not tell you how to get this but with Lolth's Blessing or Lolth's Favor you are blessed by your goddess (Lolth) which will give you a MAJOOORRRR upperhand in any fight you are having, anything you are attempting to do, etc. If someone without Lolth's favor fights one with Lolth's favor the one without may as well bid his soul farewell unless he has a good strategy...or if Lolth decides to change the tables. Lolth works in mysterious ways.

I am debating whether or not I should have a dice-roll for battles. I'll let you guys decide, with a dice roll it will be a lot more fairer and realistic though it calls for me to tell you whether your attack hit or not. And that would require a HP system which...is too in depth. Without one it's up to you and your opponent. Your opponent might god mode.


Once your character dies (By any means) you must create a new character unless at the time of death Lolth had given you her favor. This means your character will be ressurected. Harsh but it's realistic.

Lolth can give her favor as well as TAKE IT AWAY. Beware your actions and those who study it well enough might find out the strings of the system as to how it is given and how it is taken away. I will keep a list as to who has Lolths favor. I will not say out loud who does and who doesn't because in reality nobody knows. It's a secret until it's too late. Makes you hesitate a bit to kill your neighbor doesn't it?

Highborn Drow
Levitate - You float for a few minutes. Used to float down from a high area or up to a high area.
Detect Good - Sense the presence of Good
Detect Magic -Sense the presence of Magic
Faerie Fire - Summon purple lights (Used to light up areas or find a foe)
Darkness - Create a sphere of darkenss to blind your foe.

Lowborn and Males
Faerie Fire - Summon purple lights (Used to light up areas or find a foe)
Darkness - Create a sphere of darkenss to blind your foe.
Levitate - You float for a few minutes. Used to float down from a high area or up to a high area.

Lolth's Favored
Clairaudience/Clairvoyance - Creates an invisible magical sensor at a specific location that enables you to hear or see (your choice) almost as if you were there. You don’t need line of sight or line of effect, but the locale must be known—a place familiar to you or an obvious one. Once you have selected the locale, the sensor doesn’t move, but you can rotate it in all directions to view the area as desired.
Discern Lie - Tell whether somone is lying or not
Dispel Magic - End ongoing spell/spells
Suggestion - Influences others (Helps you influence another) Not just suggesting something, it's a spell that literally helps you suggest something. Ups your chance of someone going with what you suggested.
(If you are Highborn you get all the spells listed if you are favored. Lowborn gets their spells and Lolth's favored ones) If her favor is removed fro myou you lose these spells)

Swords
Crossbows
Poison Darts
Dirks


Looks similar to this. Lit with purples and violets this grey stoned city is where we are in now.


Without further ado here is my character:

Gender: Male
Name: Balquiri Auveryzynge
Nickname: Balq
Skin: Ebony
Eyes: Red
Hair: White
Body Build: Lean
Body Type: Thin
Clothing: The normal drow armor
Magic/Melee: Melee
Weapon: Two Backswords
Status: Lowborn
Lolth's Blessing: No

Gender:Female
Name:Xullthrae Zauzynge
Nickname: Xull
Image:
Skin: ebony
Eyes:Red
Hair:red/brownish
Body Build: Lean and soft muscles [meaning not bulging muscles]
Body Type: Overly thin
Clothing: White leather suit and white cape.
Magic/Melee: Magic - Average
Weapon: If you got melee what is your weapon(s)
Status: Lowborn
Lolth's Blessing: ????

Gender: Male
Name: Gulaghar Claddghym
Nickname: Unknown/ None
Image:
Skin: grey
Eyes: Black
Hair: White
Body Build: lanky
Body Type: large
Clothing: over sized armor, rusted and crushed
Magic/Melee: Magic
Weapon: If you got melee what is your weapon(s)
Status: Lowborn
Lolth's Blessing: ????

Gender:Male
Name: Dirzayne Zauzynge
Nickname: Dirz
Image:
Skin: grey
Eyes: red
Hair: white
Body Build: Muscular
Body Type: average
Clothing: normal armor
Magic/Melee: Melee
Weapon: Poison darts
Status: Lowborn
Lolth's Blessing: ????

Wow I love how no one else did Shirak: Light! lol.

Gender: Male
Name: Artemis Entreri
Nickname: Entreri
Image:
Skin: Pale with gray tint.
Eyes: Black.
Hair: Black.
Body Build: Compact, wiry.
Body Type: Skinny.
Clothing: Piwafi from Jarlaxle, leather pants, nothing flashy.
Magic/Melee: Melee.
Weapon: Sabre - (held in right hand)
Vampiric Dagger - also known as Jeweled Dagger, sucks the life from wound and gives that life to the wielder. (held in left hand)
Status: Unranked.
Lolth's Blessing: Does not have a religion.

Balq grabbed the hilts of his swords, it was calming to feel their presence.
He glared around the area, making sure nobody tried sneaking in, infravision piercing the darkness. He strolled back and fro for many hours, scanning the area, swords ready, mind set. His white hair was pulled forward, allowing it to rest on his shoulders and run down his chest. He was devoted to his status in the Drow military, not happy with as low of a position he was in, but devoted. Sooner or later he'd rise and become an honored general, in hold of most of the army, favored clerics calling upon him. He grinned and raised his chin, scanning the area with renewed vigor from his thoughts of desire. He knew the other drow noticed his change in mood, it wasn't like his change was slight, and even if it were the men here were trained to notice even a spider's leg twitch in the void of the Underdark.

He lifted his left hand and placed it on the breast of his armor. Cold and intrically designed, it cost him so much to get this. He cracked his knuckles and took out his swords for examination while his partner took the watch next. Sitting on a flat but rough rocky edge he began to see his past self and unglorious childhood in the reflection of his sword's blade.

Entreri was in a foul mood. His body was badly battered after the battle with his arch nemesis, Drizzt Do'Urden. The acquaintance, or rather captor, Jarlaxle sat at his desk with his feet resting upon it.
"So I see you're up," said the cocky drow with a smirk on his face. Entreri glared at Jarlaxle. So many questions ran through his head, but he kept calm.
"Where am I?" Entreri inquired.
"You're in Menzoberranzan!" Jarlaxle exclaimed, throwing his legs off the stone desk and resting his clasped hands over his stomach.
MENZOBERRANZAN?! Entreri screamed in his head. It couldn't be possible. Menzoberranzan ran many miles deep of the surface world. Humans didn't belong in the Underdark. Especially not in a city full of drow. Not that Entreri's skill was incapable of dealing with a couple of the dark skinned monsters on his own.
Artemis felt for his weapons. They were still safe in their hilts which lay upon his hips. Jarlaxle was examining all of the assassin's movements. All with a smile on his face.

Xull hid in the shadows of the stones around her as she walked. she knew there was no reason to hide, but she knew what she could do and hiding was one of her specialties. Though she had no reason to hide, she wanted to see what extent her abilities could do. She wasn't strong, she wasn't powerful, she was skillful and that's all she needed in this world. She had no dreams, no wants, no needs. Her life existed just to do that. existe. She needed no one. No man, no woman, no family, no life. She needed just herself and her skills.

what she wanted was more though. she wanted to find a world alone, a solitude all for her own. but the only way to have that would be to have everything. to be royal. to be free from birth. she knew she was no slave. she had many slaves, they were not her. but she needed something more. No. She wanted something more. she had to remember that. Needing is nothing compared to wanting. For a lowborn she was well kempt. her clothing was the best she could get, her hair always done briliantly, and her body kept in perfect order. she wanted nothing but to find a way to the top. and one thing she had learned in her years was this:

a male might be lower than her, but seduction can get you far in the world.

She knew how to seduce and had been doing so for years. now she needed to find someone worth the little work. someone who could give her freedom, even if he was just a male.


Gul sat atop his home on the outskirts of menzo. he could see the solders on their rounds, the women flirting about, and the men at work, slaves at harder work. He had not family, no friends, he was alone. paradise in a way. but he was lonely. he wanted more. he craved it. but to go out and find more would mean to be treated lowly again. he hated going around the city as it was, being seen down upon by women, by men too at times. he just wanted someone though, someone that wanted his paradise, and someone to keep him company. he'll never find that though. not in Menzo. And so with a sigh he jumps down and enters his home. he has little here, all is left in his family's home deeper in the city. this is his hide away. someday he'll have to return there.

Sitting back on a rock i chisel away at a soft stone i had found about an hour ago. when i found it it was smooth, perfect, and soft in my hand. now, its bumpy and ugly, with curses carved all across it. just like me. perfect in destruction. i look at my hands, worn and scared from the wounds of life.

on my neck i feel the sore and pain from earlier when i had made my sister frightfully mad. Xull, in all her glory, was a fearful woman. I've dealt with many women before. I've lived long enough to have no choice. but she is stranger than them. Kind one moment, a vengeful spirit of Lolth's the next! her emotions make her more dangerous. and her skills make her plan scary. I joined the army here just to get away from her. if only i could get away from all women. that would be bliss. but I'll never say that. i'd be killed for it. be turned into one of my sisters slaves in a moment.

Gender: Female
Name: Illiamae Baenund
Nickname: Iim
Image:
Skin: Ebony
Eyes: Black
Hair: White
Body Build: lean
Body Type: Skinny
Clothing: Normal Female clothing
Magic/Melee: Average magic
Weapon: If you got melee what is your weapon(s)
Status: Highborn
Lolth's Blessing: ????

Gender: Female
Name: Rilolin Helviep
Nickname: Ril
Image:
Skin: Grey
Eyes: Red
Hair: White
Body Build: Muscular
Body Type: Skinny
Clothing: Tight Leathers
Magic/Melee: Magic Average
Weapon: If you got melee what is your weapon(s)
Status: Lowborn
Lolth's Blessing: ????

Gender: Male
Name: Drisayne Do'rret
Nickname: Dris
Image:
Skin: Ebony
Eyes: Red
Hair: White
Body Build: Muscular
Body Type: large
Clothing: well kept armor
Magic/Melee: Melee
Weapon: Twin Blades made of polished Ivory enforced with royal gems and sacred family spells.
Status: Highborn
Lolth's Blessing: ????

SOAB DRIZZT I THOUGHT I KILLED YOU

//I WILL NEVER DIE o.o//

I WILL END YOOOOU

//YOU WISH//

*madlynotimpressed*

//i will own you :3//

Iim propped her leg on the balcony of her room. slaves were running around behind her doing more and more work faster and faster. Whips were hittin and voices yelling. There was no reason for it. Besides the slave worker being more pissed than usually. Sighing she walked back and sat in front of a mirror. combing out her hair, she made sure each strand was perfect. She was off to fight for a mate today. She wanted her status as a woman to be upheld proudly. her status as a highborn upheld even prouder.

Eyes glowing red from the infravision Jarlaxle had granted him, Entreri peered into what would have been nothingness without his magically enhanced vision. He and Jarlaxle stood on a cliff overlooking Menzoberranzan. The high ranking houses glowed with dazzling faerie fire that shone of different colours. Entreri didn't care about the spectacle, though. He wanted to leave. Get out of the wretched city filled with the vermin that were drow. Escape the Underdark. But how?
Almost as if Jarlaxle had read his mind, he turned to the assassin and asked ,"Do you wish to leave?" Before the human could respond with his obvious answer, Jarlaxle began his story of how he wished to get service on the Surface World. "How grand it would be to get supplies from the World Above! Think of the money to be earned on such rarities!" Jarlaxle grinned.
"And you expect to use me as a tool for such matters?" Entreri snarled. He was furious he had been dragged down to the Underdark without his knowing, and now this flamboyant creature beamed at him with stories of getting rich.
Jarlaxle stared hard at the human. His mouth curled up into a devious smile. "Let's not be so harsh as to call you a "tool", my friend. Why not say," Jarlaxle paused and searched for the right word, "Partners!"

Dris stalked the darkness just past Menzoberranzan. There were two figures standing some ways away but he could hear their words well enough. The word he heard best was partners. Partners?! What heretic is this. he though with a growl to himself. He watched the two for a while. Making sure to always be far away enough to not be seen. His hand fell to one of his swords. just in case.

Ril pushed her hair back and sighed. She was disgusted. The male she had just been training on was already dead. It had only been a half hour, if that! At this rate no man would be deamed anything above a slave to her. She threw back the spear she had been using and watched the the blood pooled down the tip. laying back on her lavish sofa, she wondered if there was anything to do in this world beside kill.

"You think I am going to have business with a drow? And to what gain do I have?" Entreri growled. He felt as if he were being watched. But what could he expect when he was hundreds of miles below the surface in this foul place infested with horrifying creatures?
"What gain? Oh, Artemis, there is a lot to gain!" Jarlaxle beamed as he placed his hand on Entreri's shoulder and used his other hand to sweep across the air. "Think of the money, the items... the women."
Artemis pulled away from the drow's touch and scowled at him. "Is that all you care about? Material possessions?" He stopped and looked back into the darkness. His senses were right all along. Pulling out his sabre and jeweled dagger, he prepared for a fight.

Scolding, Xill kept her pace quick. She changed her mind. She realized how dull and unneeded her wants were. She could have any man. So long as she could destroy any female. That wasn't what she wanted. As sickening as it is to her, she wanted more than just control. She wanted a mate who could stand by her side no matter what. She would have to forcibly leave the drow's. If any found out her wants, she would surly die.

stumbling around, she didn't have a destination. Her tight boots clicked against the cold stone and she slowly found a rhythm in it. each step a note. each note a step. All coming together to make some eerie song in the Underdark. Her beat mixing in with all the others. Coming to a great wall she sighed. Always walls. Always trapped. This was why she wanted freedom. Mumbling quick words under her breath, she started to levitate. using this small lasting magic, she climbed the wall. jumping up, higher and higher with each moment. She had her hand stretched out to the top, just about to grab it and get to her highest point, when the spell stopped. flipping back, she landed on the ground on her feet. She sighed. Just as always, just moments to late.

The scuffling of feet made her turn her head. Silently she walked toward the sound. After a while she noticed the broad outline of a drow male. he was built nearly perfectly and he had the hair of a royal. a large smirk crossed Xull's lips before she remembered she had given up that want. Then, her ears twitching slightly, she heard the obnoxious sound of human vocal cords. She sneered, scanning the area with narrowed eyes to see. ways away, past the noble male, was another Drow. he was conversating with a human. A human seeming ready to attack. How...Interesting she thought to herself as she watched, not bothering to hide. She had no weapon on her besides iron claws on her fingers. Should a fight arise, she shall finally see if she is strong or weak to the point of hiding behind metals and magic.

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Grabbing onto pieces of stone and fire, Gul climbed the magnificent world of Underdark. He avoided the women, the men, the slaves. He avoided all but the darkness and faerie fire. Step by step, climb by climb, he trained his body and mind. He knew he would be used for the rest of his life. Every moment a curse. But he wanted it. Badly. Something about being used, being wanted and milked over and over for any woman didn't seem that bad. Which was strange. or was it acceptance? he didn't know. But he didn't mind. It was a game, a sick twisted and delicious game. Every moment of it was a strange bliss.

He had to stop thinking about it before he himself became more foolish than ever. Wanting to be just as good as any noble male, he trained harder faster, until his bones acked and his mind tired to the point of loosing focus. He jumped from where he had climbed and landed on the ground of a far off tunnel. where his feet landed was left a crater and it made him almost chuckle. Slipping into the dark of the tunnel he walked with prays to Loth. All he wanted he seemed to have. And a male's wants were nothing. he was blessed. Blessed with magic, with power, strength. Now he just needed to be wanted, to be claimed. Fought over. heh, what a spectator that would be. He looked around and saw he was near the royal homes. slaves were busy running around doing work, the slave master looking bored with the weapons slung around him.

With a sly chance, he looked up. There, standing in a balcony was a noble woman. he was shocked in the difference. the highborn's rarely came near his part of the society. She was a magical sight. a sight he would never see again. With a sigh, he slipped into the shadows and disappeared from the area.

-woh, didn't know i wrote so much, sorry guys xD-

- x.x dainto admin lady xD-

Dirs walked out, his arms tense, ready. each hand held a sword in perfect grip and his stance, though walking, was perfect for a sudden fight. He stared at the human and drow with cold eyes. He'd have to kill the trader as well.

"What are the likes of you doing in Underdark?" he shouted with a growl. His red eyes beamed brighter in the dark, eerie and demanding.

**Psst Midnight.. Jarlaxle is bald lawl**

The enemy drow's words hit Entreri's ears as nothing but a flow of sound. He didn't know the drow language. But he obviously wanted a fight.
"We don't need a fight here. If you really want to tangle with Bregan D'aerthe's leader, then so be it. But I suggest you back down," Jarlaxle said in a fast flow of drow words.
Entreri glanced over at Jarlaxle. What are they saying? This was irritating the human. But he knew by Jarlaxle's tone that he was trying to settle something.

**Okay, I -really- think I need to add Jarjar's profile. I didn't mean for him to be so involved in my story D;**