Recent content by Lythrani Undraeth

Well, this could be interesting!

Based on a d20 roll of 3 Arrows rained down upon them, piercing the army's flesh with sharpened heads. Lythrani was in the midst of yet another spell when a stray arrow struck her in the shoulder. A pained grunt left her lips, interrupting the magic in a bout of abrupt pain as her hand darted...

The horn rang out like an ominous, looming roar over the caverns. The sound hung in the air, lingering long after the dwarf's breath as it echoed across cave walls. Every soldier in the army knew of what the message it sent entailed for them, and each warrior gripped their blade tighter as a...

Around them, the dead churned from their violent sleep as they twisted and writhed while rivers of necrotic blood swept over them. They clawed at the nearest living creatures, lunging forth as disease riddled their flesh like victims of an ancient plague. Amidst the chaos, as arrows and magic...

The air was alight with the energy of hundreds of women and men, standing strong in the cavernous underground as they stared down the city of Dhunbor as lava glowed upon its walls and buildings with a brilliant orange hue. Bridges extended over lakes of molten rock, lined with towers filled with...

Lythrani's foot dug in deeper as the Queen spoke, her face unmoving even as the darkest secret of the Drow surfaced into the light. Though she had always remained skeptical of the goddess's true presence, to hear it said aloud before her... it was unlike any feeling she had ever experienced...

The shadowed Lythrani danced through the battlefield, deftly evading fallen debris and stray attacks alike with the same dexterity of the darkness she mimicked. She watched as her companions orchestrated cunning plans and paths of death, as skillful and dangerous as she had grown to expect from...

Around them, chaos reigned supreme. Earth churned and cracked as if torn apart by gods, birthing rivers of lava and flame that flowed forth into the world. The city fell, consumed by the earth it sat upon as thousands of souls let out their last breath in ear-splitting agony. The air turned...

It was a good thing he didn't wonder that aloud, for it would have been a rather easy method of getting quickly proven wrong. Lythrani nodded at the answer, considering it a moment. "To damn one's senses, then. An interesting choice indeed, and one that'll certainly come in handy." Her eyes...

If Jazat made no effort to disguise his admiring glance, Lythrani made no effort to acknowledge it or to stop it. All that arose from the attempt was a vague and cryptic look, neither dismissive nor approving in its movement. How the drow mercenary wished to interpret it was up to him. At the...

Lythrani deftly maneuvered the cavern's labyrinthian caves, guiding the party of drow to the traitorous Queen from her own memory, until they ventured upon the maddened woman. Before she could get a word out, the blast of darkness knocked her back flying with a grunt as the air left her body...

"Very well," she replied, giving a small wave of the hand. The illusory Lythrani merely stared into the drow mercenary before seamlessly melting back into the shadows around them. "Though not a twin, the sentiment is a common one." Indeed, no illusory work could be found on any part of the...

The reaction to the illusion, shocked and horrified as it was, delighted the spymaster. The slightest of smiles spread across both their faces, as the original leaned back in her seat as the other rested her chin in her hand. Good, she still had her edge, even on hardened mercenaries...

"That's what I hoped to hear." She listened politely to Jazat's assurances, nodding. "Of course. The housing will be prepared upon your arrival—I hear it has a wonderful view." Good, less work on her end. Identities were easy to fabricate, though they were dreadfully time-consuming given the...

Shit. The form of the Goddess suddenly tightened, the stars becoming bright with a burning rage. The room was showered in illusory light that burned the eyes all the same. A voice rang out through the cave; angelic and coarse, vicious and calm, young and old. "End this. Your ritual is futile...