Description
An old fragile drow male stands before you.
A dark presence can be felt as his withered
frame hunches over in an ebony black robe.
A faerie glow burns deep within his eyes
which peer from the darkness of his hood.
It seems as if light rarely can touch his
skin making the mental imagine of him apparenly
very pale. Like those of his kin.. his ears
are, undoubtly, long and pointed. His hair is
fashioned into three ponytails. Two lower on the
left and right and one higher and centered.
Role
A Male. The Surface.
Added Tue Jun 5 23:47:40 2007 at level 1:
Many see the underdark as a wretched land of chaos and
madness. A grave... especially for those of
the surface, however, even some of its dark children find
themselves buried within its grasp. As drow society would
have it.. Izuhlzin a Male was oppressed to the will of the
Matron Mother.. yet this certain drow did not often give
in which left him in unfortunate circumstances. In any
event the underdark was to be his grave as well. But fate,
as it is.. somehow spared this wretched drow. And he found
himself under the dreaded sun and stars. On the surface.
There he found cobblestone, shops, and society that
appeared to welcome him. An illusion it may have been.. but
the moment siezed and took Izuhlzin. The hall of magics had
always interested him in the Drow City and the guild of
transmuter even more so. While training the very limited
magics he could first learn he heard of Order and Tribunal.
And to it he fell a victim to it. He eventually will seek
the halls of the Blood Tribunal to victimize those who
would not obey the regulation and Law of this 'surface'
land. Once a victim to societies laws.. now he believes he
can become like the 'matron mother' and oppress those who
would not follow suit of the law he would enforce. What a
curious thing this is.. this surface.
A will to dominate.
Added Fri Jun 8 14:46:19 2007 at level 18:
And so his adventure began. He studied hard the lore of the lands
in which he would stagger upon. He is often silent and distasteful
to others. A part of him wants to kill everyone out of his hate
of everything. But his will is able to temper him.
For a diadem of power shall crown his head eventually. The throne
of this surface "law" that is to readily there to oppress shall, in
time soon, be his. Like a wand capable of withering ones body will
his will be able to manacle those who would seek to corrupt the
"law" that shall be enforced by him. Beautiful. Devious. Powerful.
A voice keeps ringing in Ihzulzins mind almost like a waking dream:
"The Law exists to control others. He who wields the Law, wields
control. Seize your future"
Izuhlzin shouts at one of the entrances to the underdark:
"Oh, Matron Mother, if only you were not so blind and foolish. You
think you outcasted me! Instead you threw me to my grave only to
see me grapple many nations on this surface! Matron Mother, EVEN
YOU WILL FEAR THE LETTER OF MY LAW!"
The beasts of the full moon. Power rising
Added Thu Jun 21 16:31:23 2007 at level 45:
Moons changed their phases as time progressed. The druids of the refuge
began to show their hate of the cities and those who would try to
shackle them with oppression of law. Avalin, a rather chaotic druid of
the Lion God called a hunt at Izuhlzin on his post in Seantryn Modan.
Since that acursed day that Izuhlzin fell.. he made a promise to forever
curse the light of the full moon and all druids. He acquired strength
within the guild and showed strength and caught the eye of a Provost
who dispises his kind. In any event Izuhlzin found himself promoted
to the city of Voralian. His desire to oppress was growing and his
performance from it was on the rise. Soon he believes with enough
work he can take rise as a Provincial Magistrate.. and from there
take a leadership position of a Vindicator. The 'surface' law was
was his chance to be something he could never be. His hatred still
is deep. HIs deception is calculated. To many he is like a mask. What
he truly is something concealed. Unknown.