Description
A woman stands before you, her eyes are yellow, and drowishly looking.
The skin on her hands are brighter than her under arm, it seems the
skin on her body is more dark on some places and brighter on some.
Ears and nose resembles those of the drows, and her body is covered
in thin runes. She has the same posture as of the drows but it is
uncertain if she really is one. Her nails are painted and she
moves gracefully, a very charismatic woman overall.
Role
The Creation.
Added Wed Sep 5 09:46:17 2007 at level 23:
Nhivi was borned into slavery in Underdark, her human mother died shortly
after her birth. Being a young human girl in Underdark wasnt easy, she was
abused physical and mentally. At the age of 11 she was scarred over her face
and arms and legs from the slavery abuse, whips, and common torturing tools.
Nhivi often cried herself to sleep, but it was not because of the torture
and the verbal abuse that she had gotten used to. No it was because she was
so immensely ashamed over her looks, she wanted to be drow, she wanted to
speak like the drow, she wanted to have the same posture as the drow. But no,
nose, mouth, skin of color, eye color, everything was human. At the age of 13
she was moved from the ordinary slavery and moved in with two elderly female
drows. These were scientists as they called themselves, they did research
with flesh and bodies, and wanted to know more of the afterlife. Nhivi did
not think much of these words but worked on as usual, with the slight
difference
with not being beaten, no overly hard work, she thought everything was going
well. Until one night when the elderly drows overheard her standard cries.
The two women walked into Nhivi's cottage overly disturbed by the weeping
child,
they started with the whips, went over to the knives and when that didnt work
they decided to ask her why she was making such a scene.
Nhivi explained to the elderly women that she just wanted to be like them,
she explained word for word why they were so beautiful, how their skin was
one with the shadows, how their eyes pierced through her and made her
thrive on with satisfaction. The eldery women watched each other and gave
each other a meaningful look and then turned to Nhivi and asked her if she
would stop crying if they made her look like them?
With a great surprise and hope in her eyes, Nhivi looked up to the two women
and she wailed and sobbed with happiness in her eyes and asked them if they
really really could do such an amazing thing as to change her appearance.
The women explained to her that it could take some time to gather the correct
ingredients and it would sting a tad bit, but it was doable.
The two women left the room and started to chat a bit in the laboratory that
they had set up in the basement.
The conversation could be summarized with, Well lets have some fun with her
before we kill her.
None of the two women believed the operation to be succesful. The women did
not trust in each other, one of them were a necromancer, and the other one
a transmuter. So they had little trust in each others profession and skills.
The day came when the operation were to start, and the two elderly women
had gathered their ingredients, both had been very careful with chosing only
the finest and elegant ingredients so that they later on could tell everyone
how awfully clumsy and embaressing ingredients the other one had collected.
Nhivi was lead into a room with a big table in the center, and alot of glass
bottles she thought she could see. This was unsure seeing as there were no
lights in the room, all she could see were their beautiful eyes and she
shivered with well being.
The main ingredient that was involved was two other drow prisoners, that had
stolen from the elderly women and was captured.
The operation started with one of them women pe
The Utopia to be!
Added Thu Sep 13 14:04:13 2007 at level 34:
As she entered the above world, it was night, strange creatures were howling
and making noises, it was very bright for Nhivi with her new eyes. If this
was night what would the dreadful sun do to her eyes. Nhivi decided it was
best to hide somewhere during the day so that her eyes could get used to
the bright light that would eventually come. She wandered for a couple of
hours and light started to appear over the horizon, as she had not found
a hiding spot yet she took the first thing she saw, this was a hollow tree.
She leaped into it and curled into a ball to avoid the searing light that
overwhelmed her. She could not sleep, and she didn't want to move outside
the hollow tree during day time, after an hour or two she got anxious.
She thought to herself, how long is this light going to be around,
as long as she had her eyes closed it could not harm her.
It was not the discomfort or the being sweaty that made her move outside
the safe hollow tree, it was the curiosity. After all this time in Underdark
she was dying with curiosity to see how the world her mother and father
grew up in looked like. It took several hours to see even the tiniest bit
of the enormous open field she was standing in. She held her hands over her
eyes and squinted with her eyes as much as she could. And bit by bit she
opened a tiny bit with her fingers, and started down into the soft grass
that surrounded her dirty feet's. The grass looked wonderful and she laid
down in the grass with her eyes closed and her hands over her eyes.
And she started to sing, it was not important what the words in the song,
it was feeling her voice caress her tongue, it was so wonderful.
She laid there in the grass, free at last, no strings attached it was her
against the world. After a few hours of sitting under a tree in the shadow
she could almost remove her hands from her eyes without pain. Atlas't the
sun fell into the horizon again and Nhivi could see clearly again. Nhivi
walked some and found a road the she followed, her clothes were nicely
fitting for a dark-elf, the two old ladies decided they couldnt have
a creation that didn't have proper clothing. Nhivi ventured down the road
towards a grand city, nothing as beautiful as in Underdark, but it would
do she thought to herself. She spent a couple of weeks in the city and
started to hear rumors of different cabals and such. Especially of the
cabal known as the Empire, which were ruled by an Emperor with immense
power, when the Emperor spoke all would listen. The rumors also tell
about the Empires goal to rule the world, to make everyone a citizen.
Such a glorious goal Nhivi thought, to be the ruler of the world and
create utopia, never again should anyone tell Nhivi what to do if
she became an Empress. This something i must do...
Getting into the Empire was a walk in the park, all they wanted was gold.
During the times spent within the empire Nhivi has learned that greeting
someone that is not within your sect is looked down upon. Being friendly
or doing the wish of another sect member was also looked down upon.
The higher ranked bard Eoria is someone that Nhivi can find trust within.
She is a woman and seems to know her ways around. Being only a human
and not having the sweet voice like Nhivi's is not that much of a problem.
Nhivi se
A small revenge.
Added Mon Sep 17 06:09:31 2007 at level 36:
I decided to take out a small revenge against the slavemaster
in Underdark, it was quite hard to slay those drows standing
in my way, but it had to be done, their beautiful faces slit
open with my sword. They fell fast, it was not much of a
challenge taking care of the outer guards. I approached
the Slavemaster that had given me so much pain in younger
years, to my surprise it was a new slavemaster. Apparently
the old one had killed a matron mother's favorite slave
and it was not appreciated, so he was given to the spiders.
The slavemaster never really saw what was coming for him
before he fell down bleeding from his neck. I took whatever
i could from his corpse before i withdrew from my beloved
Underdark. A weapon called the slavemasters wrath i had
acquired from his fallen body. It was the old slavemasters
weapon, a small revenge i took when i decided to wield it
as my own, to mock the old slavemaster.