Shadows in the Underdark
Deep within the world, where sunlight dares not penetrate and the air hangs heavy with dampness, lies the Underdark. A labyrinth of tunnels, it is a realm where unseen creatures lurk, and danger lurks around every corner. Whispered legends speak of lost civilizations hidden deep within its depths, but only the foolhardy dare to venture into this mysterious expanse.
The Underdark is a place where survival depends on luck. The gut feeling are sharpened, for even the slightest sound can signal a threat. Monstrosities both alien dwell here, each with its own desires. Finding a path through this darkness requires strength, and even then, the outcome is never guaranteed.
Secrets of the Nightblades
The murky depths of the city held a myriad stories whispered amongst its residents. But the most feared was that of the Nightblades, an guild shrouded in darkness. Their implements were said to be forged from stars, and their skills unmatched. Gospels circulated of their ghostly movements, striking with the precision of a viper. Some claimed they were assassins, while others believed them to be agents of an ancient power. Whatever their true purpose, the Nightblades remained a shadow in the heart of the city, a echo of danger that kept all awake at night.
Moon of the Hunt Drow Slayer
Beneath the shadowed boughs, a silhouette moves. He carves a path through the dark embrace of this primeval land, his vision fixed on the objective ahead. His name is whispered as a legend. He is the Shadowbane, a warrior who inflicts justice upon the vile creatures of the deep caverns.
He hunts a sacred desire to avenge his kin, broken by the cruelty of the Drow. No step he strides is a pledge to eradicate them from this world, to bring peace.
His instruments of war are honed to unyielding sharpness, and his skills are legendary. He stands the fury of a storm, and his attacks are swift and fatal.
The Drow fear at the sound of his name, for they know that destruction follows close behind. They shall witness their doom at his hands. He is the Hunter's Moon, and his justice awaits them all.
Of Scourge to Lolth's Legion
Within the darkest depths of the Underdark, where shadows dance and fear reigns supreme, lurks a terror feared as the Scourge to Lolth's Guard. These monstrous creatures are forged in the very essence of Lolth's malevolence, tasked to carry out her mandates. Any member of this elite force is a expert in slaughter, their every action dripping with blood. They hunt their targets with a chilling precision, leaving behind only a path of death. Beware, traveler, for should you cross the Scourge to Lolth's Guard, your fate is sealed.
Selected Spider Queen's
Those marked as the Spider Queen's Chosen are seldom seen in the mortal realm. They manifest from the shadows, blessed with the power to manipulate fate itself. Their loyalty to their Mistress is unwavering, a bond forged in the heart of the web. They are hunted by those who seek the Spider Queen's favor, but they remain hidden. Their goals stay a mystery, their intentions unclear. Some whisper of a forthcoming day when the chosen will ascend and claim their rightful place.
Ebon Arrows and Dark Magic
The whispers concerning ancient myths speak of ebon arrows forged in the heart within dark fire. These arrows, it say, are tipped with website pieces of a fallen star, tainted by the power of forbidden rituals. The palpable graze from an ebon arrow inflicts wounds that bleed only black liquid, but also a soul itself.
They is said that the arrows are fueled by dark magic, drawn upon the tomb of long-forgotten sorcerers. Every time an ebon arrow finds its mark, it draws the essence of their victim, depriving behind a husk devoid in all feeling.