The Matrons Return

[slight_homicide]

All Alvalas could hear when she closed her eyes were the screams and sounds of the great city of Udos. The sounds of complete abandonment from Lolth the mass exodus of first house Al’Ttruissa. She remembered rushing to the temple to commune with Lolth for forgiveness her pledge to the Divine spider queen yet as her final strains of hope fled from her body there was a searing light and then darkness.
Forced to live a life of solitude in limbo for close to thirty years living only on her faith in Lolth and the intervention she provided to save the matron of the fallen house.
The Underdark was not like what she remembered, lesser races strutting around as if they were equals and not less than Rothe dung in her eyes. These petulant worms would fall to her blade had she shown less restrain when she discovered that they lived among the Drow, Alas she must bide her time, for her numbers grow each cycle and she will not rest when she is back on her throne with the Drows rightful place restored and she doesn’t care how many lives she must send to the abyss to get there.