Recent content by Hebemarri

“In due time” Hebemarri said, paying no attention to Vairos’ troubled glances. With a magical hiss long limbs made of shadows produced the paper report and placed it between Hebemarri and her "servants". “This parchment was found on the desk of a dearly departed high priestess, whose mistakes...

It had been several days since the coronation of Vyx’aria Tor’Rahel as Queen of the Drow, and the grand temple was abuzz beyond its chiseled stone walls. The priesthood was in a definite state as the bloody ordeal of Vyx’aria’s ascension had affected them greatly. Between all of the...

“lady Hebemarri.” Spoke one of the priestesses. “Everything that you requested be returned to the grand temple has been gathered, we are ready to depart.” “Very well.” Replied Hebemarri. From behind her veil the dragon had been content to watch the chittering and chattering of the nobility...

The Queen’s Plaza. Barney sat nervously in a small wooden chair beside the empty and opulent seat for the hypothetical grand mistress of drow commerce. He never had been a fan of attending coronations, and the massive dragon was certainly not helping that feeling by any amount. “Maybe I could...

In The Plaza The cheers of the crowd were numerous from throughout Zar’ahal. The humming magic of the mages guild was now transmitting Vyx’aria’s voice, and what a speech to share with her people. From behind her mask and veil, Hebemarri’s eyes flickered with fascination. Yes, there was the...

In the Grand Temple There was no way to tell how Hebemarri felt at this answer as she loomed in her holy garb. “A fine response~” Hebemarri cooed, “gentle, even… how well my garden breaths that such a fine and gentle flower can bloom in the web of Zar,ahal.” At her command, the doors to the...

IN THE GRAND TEMPLE (still) As Kiyari readied the cloth, Hebemarri stretched her body along the stone of the chamber. For it was to Kiyari alone that she offered the underside of her neck. The wax that was applied by dutiful hands had been made by a unique blend— the extract of Kiyari...

IN THE GRAND TEMPLE: Hebemarri sat as tranquil as a saint in the shadowy pool as Kiyari brushed her bit by bit. It almost seemed like the high priestess didn’t even know her servant was there, until she unfurled her wings to offer Kiyari’s brush access to the canvas of leathery membrane. Then...

The Royal Palace, a hallway leading to the upper chambers. An old male drow, standing no more than 5’2”, was pacing back and forth with a panicked expression on his face and his cheeks an even paler shade of grey than usual. He was fumbling with a stack of papers in his hands and incessantly...

“Good.” Responded Hebemarri. “I shall return to the Temple then. To prepare my body for the role I shall be playing in the ceremony. For that time, the sanctity of this space is in your hands, Vairos.” Hebemarri then turned to spot a few of the nobility who had decided to arrive remarkably...

“I certainly hope our dear queen apparent understands the lengths we are going to satisfy her, frankly juvenile whims.” Hissed Hebemarri. The dragon lounged at the central platform, tapping her claws against the stone as she watched the finishing touches were applied to a towering and...

“As well they should.” Remarked Hebemarri, who had a pair of priestesses attending to her injuries. “A willingness to spill blood is so rarely held in these soft times, those that would reject the true will of Maelzafan must be having second thoughts.” The priestess dragon then laid herself on...

Just as the last of the soldiers guarding the spire fell, around two dozen more appeared around Zathria’s position. “Reinforcements!” Cried out the lieutenant, ducking just in time to avoid a crossbow bolt. It was clear that maintaining control of the spire was of great concern to the city...

The lieutenant nodded, and motioned towards Zathria to follow her deeper into Shay Tirloc. She was insistent though that Zathria stay out of sight of the spire peak. “A mage who was being guarded by us got split in two as she stepped in view of the spire for only a moment. I do not wish to...

Zathria’s advance to the inner gate was hardly without resistance. The broken formations and crowded corridors made pushing through the city slow as defenders hid behind every corner. Eventually though, the force Zathria led encountered allies instead of enemies. “Lady Zathria!” Called out...