A woman sat quietly in the large, dense woods, hidden, listening to their conversation and shaking her head in a sort of disappointed almost confused manner. "What have you gotten yourself into, Mast." A haunting laugh following her statement. Her lips were unmoving, But he heard it. It echoed in his head from all directions, undiscernable from which direction it originated. The voice was familiar, though it had been a long time since it was last heard by him. The last he heard it, it was in the form of grunts and sighs from combat.
The two were forced to fight. Due to suspicions between them, rumors which varied from a budding romance between second house and fourth house, to an alliance to bring their cruel society to a downfall, to escaping, along with a few others. While some were true, whether or not exactly following the rumor, they were all denied when questioning finally came.
They were forced to fight to show which was worth keeping to them. She personally didn't want to. She was impeccable when it came to combat, but so was he. An even match, really. But either way, She didn't want to do it. Either she died, or he died, and in her eyes, they were both valuable. The fight happened anyways. She got her fair share of scars from that battle, the toughest she had ever been a part of.
Just when it finally came towards an end, when it seemed like Mast could be at deaths door by her hand, almost even surprising herself considering how well known he was for this sort of thing, She stepped away, simply shaking her head. She spared him. She had killed many males before, be they unworthy, too forward, useless, or committed some wrong doing to Lolth, the spider queen above all drow, law, or just a member of her house.
But he was different. She didn't know how She was viewed in his eyes, How he felt, or if this would even insult some sort of honor he had, but she spared him, disappearing before he had the chance to act. Whether it would have been to join her in peace, or take advantage of her surrender, She didn't know. No one knew where it was she went, it was the last any of the drow had seen her. But now here was her voice inside of his head, after all this time.
A sinister smile played on her lips as she watched and waited to see what would come of this. Though she was hidden well, not only in the forest that lay just outside the opening where the party stood, but was also adorned with a long, concealing cloak, only some of her long, midnight colored hair pouring out from the large hood draped over her face. She would reveal herself soon enough, but until then, She knew her magic would be strong enough to conceal her presence from all of the party. She was a priestess of Lolth after all.
