There's something about the vast dark that brings an almost peacefulness to the underdark. In it's own way, that in itself is scary. It's in these moments of silence that I can find my center. It's been some time now that I've been promoted to senior guard of que'llar (house) Selmiyeritar. I am quite enjoying it. Though I must stay vigilant and make sure the que'llar is protected. With our power here in the underdark, we're likely to not only have allies.
The Matron. She summons my sword, and it sharpens at the order. In this summons I've received. It has me marked as an essential stand in. She could suspect trouble ahead. I will make extra preparations just in case. I will protect the matron, and whomever else she deems worthy of my blade.
I have been hunting and seeking any magical artifacts that we may find useful. I have run into the most curious mage. Or mostly mage. He seems to have some divine to him as well. I've been thinking of speaking with him about possibly joining us. His skill sets could provide valuable. I'm off for another hunt as I complete my final preparations.
