~Ssin'urn Streea~
Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 5:53 pm
[b:3tnrjtdr][i:3tnrjtdr][font=garamond:3tnrjtdr][color=darkblue:3tnrjtdr]Subject to change as rp is now in play...This is just what I had writen as her history two years ago. I'm placing it here in order to rewrite her hisory.
Thankyou for your support.
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[i:3tnrjtdr][color=indigo:3tnrjtdr]~TALE OF TWO SISTERS~
A Tale of Two Sisters
It happened during the Silence of Lloth (1372 D.R.) Many of the Drow pantheon saw this time as a rare opportunity to snag Lloth's followers. A time for recruiting more aggressive and dominant males into thier folds. In a small, lessor known city by the name of Tlethtyrr where underneath the surface, in the hearts of every dark elf, either Lolth or Vhaeraun were worshipped. There were a mere twenty-four Houses in the city. Two of them had been bitter rivals since the first drow arrived in the lands claiming it for their own. This was a time when the names of such traitors as Drizzt Do'Urden "never belonged" and were rarely mentioned in fear of losing any possible hope of Lloth's favor upon her return. Only those bold or stupid enough would dare speak of their stories in whispers behind closed doors. Matron Keeshe of the 2nd House Do’ Ghym, (Walkers in the Forgotten Ways,) then at her sixth century of life had well passed the flower of her age. She was yet again with child and still her house contained only males. Like all other Drow, the Spider Queen had not been answering the Matron's prayers. She grew increasingly desperate, knowing something must be done or she would end up dead, her House devoured by her own decietful sniveling sons. She knew of their secret plots. It became more apparent as their actions reflected the behavior of those following after the ways of Vhaeraun.
Matron Chiana of the First House, Neantak d' bel'la conceived about the same time and also was with child. She was a very liberal Matron who gave more privileges to her house males then would normally be done in such a fervent drow society. Matron Keeshe thought to herself, considering how Matron Chiana had become currupted, intimidated and overpowered by the males of her own House, having become weak and more dependant upon male majority and seniority. Matron Keeshe took this as an advantage for she had a way with collecting important information at just the right time and she devised to execute a cold, calculated plan to reclaim her supreme authority once again in Tlethtyrr.
Keeshe dressed in the guise of a male drow and set out on her own to kill each of the sons of her rival House one by one. Upon her return she received word from one of her most reliable sources that Matron Chiana would be giving birth within the hour. Again secretly Keeshe set out to finnish off and destroy her rival House once and for all. She entered into Chiana's quarters unnoticed and strangled her from behind. During the intense and arduous struggle Keeshe gave birth to her son and kicked him aside. She continued to stab Chiana repeatedly in the back until all the blood drained out of her body. Upon the very moment of her death she gave birth to twins.
One had the appearance of a perfect drow. She had the fiery red glowing eyes and a small yet strong build. Keeshe named this one Ssinjin, for she felt this child was proof of Lloth's favor upon her, the mighty sweet victory she had won.
The other child was slightly larger and lithe with cold, pale lilac eyes. This one she named Ssin'urn Streea in honor of Lloth's beauty and favor yet the same name was also intended to be a subtle curse upon her rival's House. She knew that Lloth was a jealous and self-serving goddess. No drow could ever have the goddess's name and live for very long.
Keeshe readily sacrificed her son to Lloth, tossing the body on the floor beside her rival in the attempt to disguise her trickery as if the male child belonged to her rival.
She bound the girls in swaddling cloth, tucking them under her cape. Silently she crept back into her own House. The news spread and gave rise to a new hope that the goddess would soon smile upon her children of Tlethtyrr once again. Matron Keeshe then openly proclaimed Lloth's favor, putting on her robes, and taking her place as Matron of the First House of the city.
The twins grew together for a short time. Ssinjin was
groomed under the constant supervision of Matron Keeshe 's own hand to become a fine priestess of Lloth. She was highly prized in the eyes of her Matron Mother who doted on the child to a fault shamelessly, giving her all the best life had to offer.
Ssin'urn Streea was raised in a less than adaquate communal crèche with other drow children, the majority males. She fought for every morsel of food, every scrap of clothing, even for her life. Every privilege she obtained by trickery, rarely earned through intense competition as they would have simply disappeared without a trace. She grew up to be an extremely dexterous, willowy framed, and decietfully cunning dark elf with an exotic uncanny beauty that was almost terrifying to behold. She learned many languages but chose to respectively speak in only the dark tongue reguardless of the circumstances and retribution of her instructors. Her reputation as a matchless warrior was flawless. All who knew of her called her the "mirshann d' oloth" because she showed no emotion, no fear, and no mercy. To her, killing was just good business. She made no friends, spoke rarely with anyone especially those below her station, and continued to excel in her studies.
Together, working in tandum with her sister and scemes of her Matron Mother they were matchless against any adversary, enemy and drow alike. [/color:3tnrjtdr][/i:3tnrjtdr]
Thankyou for your support.
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[i:3tnrjtdr][color=indigo:3tnrjtdr]~TALE OF TWO SISTERS~
A Tale of Two Sisters
It happened during the Silence of Lloth (1372 D.R.) Many of the Drow pantheon saw this time as a rare opportunity to snag Lloth's followers. A time for recruiting more aggressive and dominant males into thier folds. In a small, lessor known city by the name of Tlethtyrr where underneath the surface, in the hearts of every dark elf, either Lolth or Vhaeraun were worshipped. There were a mere twenty-four Houses in the city. Two of them had been bitter rivals since the first drow arrived in the lands claiming it for their own. This was a time when the names of such traitors as Drizzt Do'Urden "never belonged" and were rarely mentioned in fear of losing any possible hope of Lloth's favor upon her return. Only those bold or stupid enough would dare speak of their stories in whispers behind closed doors. Matron Keeshe of the 2nd House Do’ Ghym, (Walkers in the Forgotten Ways,) then at her sixth century of life had well passed the flower of her age. She was yet again with child and still her house contained only males. Like all other Drow, the Spider Queen had not been answering the Matron's prayers. She grew increasingly desperate, knowing something must be done or she would end up dead, her House devoured by her own decietful sniveling sons. She knew of their secret plots. It became more apparent as their actions reflected the behavior of those following after the ways of Vhaeraun.
Matron Chiana of the First House, Neantak d' bel'la conceived about the same time and also was with child. She was a very liberal Matron who gave more privileges to her house males then would normally be done in such a fervent drow society. Matron Keeshe thought to herself, considering how Matron Chiana had become currupted, intimidated and overpowered by the males of her own House, having become weak and more dependant upon male majority and seniority. Matron Keeshe took this as an advantage for she had a way with collecting important information at just the right time and she devised to execute a cold, calculated plan to reclaim her supreme authority once again in Tlethtyrr.
Keeshe dressed in the guise of a male drow and set out on her own to kill each of the sons of her rival House one by one. Upon her return she received word from one of her most reliable sources that Matron Chiana would be giving birth within the hour. Again secretly Keeshe set out to finnish off and destroy her rival House once and for all. She entered into Chiana's quarters unnoticed and strangled her from behind. During the intense and arduous struggle Keeshe gave birth to her son and kicked him aside. She continued to stab Chiana repeatedly in the back until all the blood drained out of her body. Upon the very moment of her death she gave birth to twins.
One had the appearance of a perfect drow. She had the fiery red glowing eyes and a small yet strong build. Keeshe named this one Ssinjin, for she felt this child was proof of Lloth's favor upon her, the mighty sweet victory she had won.
The other child was slightly larger and lithe with cold, pale lilac eyes. This one she named Ssin'urn Streea in honor of Lloth's beauty and favor yet the same name was also intended to be a subtle curse upon her rival's House. She knew that Lloth was a jealous and self-serving goddess. No drow could ever have the goddess's name and live for very long.
Keeshe readily sacrificed her son to Lloth, tossing the body on the floor beside her rival in the attempt to disguise her trickery as if the male child belonged to her rival.
She bound the girls in swaddling cloth, tucking them under her cape. Silently she crept back into her own House. The news spread and gave rise to a new hope that the goddess would soon smile upon her children of Tlethtyrr once again. Matron Keeshe then openly proclaimed Lloth's favor, putting on her robes, and taking her place as Matron of the First House of the city.
The twins grew together for a short time. Ssinjin was
groomed under the constant supervision of Matron Keeshe 's own hand to become a fine priestess of Lloth. She was highly prized in the eyes of her Matron Mother who doted on the child to a fault shamelessly, giving her all the best life had to offer.
Ssin'urn Streea was raised in a less than adaquate communal crèche with other drow children, the majority males. She fought for every morsel of food, every scrap of clothing, even for her life. Every privilege she obtained by trickery, rarely earned through intense competition as they would have simply disappeared without a trace. She grew up to be an extremely dexterous, willowy framed, and decietfully cunning dark elf with an exotic uncanny beauty that was almost terrifying to behold. She learned many languages but chose to respectively speak in only the dark tongue reguardless of the circumstances and retribution of her instructors. Her reputation as a matchless warrior was flawless. All who knew of her called her the "mirshann d' oloth" because she showed no emotion, no fear, and no mercy. To her, killing was just good business. She made no friends, spoke rarely with anyone especially those below her station, and continued to excel in her studies.
Together, working in tandum with her sister and scemes of her Matron Mother they were matchless against any adversary, enemy and drow alike. [/color:3tnrjtdr][/i:3tnrjtdr]