Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Betrayal is a tool in the hand of every drow. It is the tool by which one simultaneously orchestrates the downfall of his enemies his own rise to power. This drow considers the art of treachery to be intrinsically related to survival - and, quite naturally, his own survival is his priority.

Drail is an unfaithful jaluk. An unreliable olphyn. His word is not worth the breath it rides on. This behavior is tightly connected to his addiction to alcohol and his abuse of hallucinogenic fungi. He often oversleeps and misses appointments for his drunkenness the night before. He easily forgets important details about his travelling companions, and is easily waylaid from a task by the prospect of pleasure.

He is perceptive enough, and is in fact a very cunning jaluk, but until he is free from this slavery his life is unlikely to amount to much and sure to end quickly.

~ not content with the work of an olphyn alone, Drail is restlessly inspired to seek greatness in the role of a velg'larn - a dark elf assassin. By perfecting the drow tradition he hopes to achieve renown beyond that of all who came before him.

“All creatures have their place, and all are fit to wield power. Those who hunt weed out the weak and strengthen the stock of all. Those who rebel or who walk apart find new ways and try new things and do most to advance their races. Creatures of power best house the energy of life, which Ghaunadaur reveres and represents.
The faithful of Ghaunadaur are to make sacrifices to the Eye, persuade others to sacrifice themselves to Ghaunadaur or in service of the Eye, further the knowledge and fear of Ghaunadaur, and in the end give themselves to Ghaunadaur in unresisting self-sacrifice. Priests of Ghaunadaur are to convert all beings that they can to worship Ghaunadaur. They must slay all clergy of other faiths, plundering their temples and holdings for wealth to better their own lot and to further the worship of Ghaunadaur.”

In the beginning, Drail's altar was the bar at which he stood cycle after cycle. His temple was the Gloura's Wings. The jaluk was therefore called one of the Faithless.

Drail received scripture relating to Ghaunadaur's commandments and doctrine. He was thereafter simultaneously spiritually awakened and subjugated by the terror of That Which Lurks. The more Drail learned, the more he came to dread the very shadows from which he himself struck out of. Worth was ascribed to this primordial deity. Drawn irresistibly toward the god he feared, Drail was subsequently converted.

First Impressions: Barbaccas is a good sport, at least. He ate the poison mushroom without too much reservation. He is of the School of Evocation and Invocation - but not a true wizard. Still, he has a reputation as a capable warrior as well as a warlock. Barbaccas is seated on the bureaucratic council of The City...

First Impressions: A drow wizard of immense power. His agents have been watching me for some time and I had the impression our meeting was, for him, overdue. Caldor introduced himself as the master of a faction called "The Coven" and presented prospects that stimulate my intrigue.

First Impressions: A peculiar jalil of Bregan D'aerthe. I met her in S'shamath assisting an ignorant tourist and I joined her in the attempt. A drow with a sense of humour, adventure and an appetite for risk and entertainment. She has traveled to the Realm Above more than once. By following the thread of her life's web she has earned the favor of a dark god whose name I shall never mention.

First Impressions: A drow warlock of no reputation who found me in the Gloura's Wings. I introduced him to the S'shamath guard who consigned him a quota of escaped slaves to cull. A bloodthirsty jaluk. We killed many more than his contract required.

~ This abbil has been my companion on several occasions now as we dare the tunnels surrounding Sshamath to pluck plakta from the shadowy deposits of other jaluk's hoards. How devoted this drow must be to have carved his own face for the Spider Queen!
We laugh and jest of prematurely betraying one another - such is our current confidence of mutual benefit for the other. That is sure to change - in his favor or in mine? Time will tell how tightly our destinies are woven. I eagerly anticipate conflict between Galuril and Urebril. Galuril makes pacts with devils or demons as well as the Yathrin - that is the source of his potency. It is worth remembering.

First Impressions: A kivvil spellcaster - specifically, a professing necromancer. I met him in Gloura's Wings. Holds similar interests as I have in working for the drow Houses, doing the dirty work they don't want known as done by them.

~ We met in the slave tunnels where the necromancer was blooding his new sword. I told him to meet me at Gloura's for a drink afterward. I must have drunk myself unconscious before he arrived. When I awoke, I was bristling with arcane energy. He had been and gone and put spells on me - to my benefit. If he cursed me in the process, it is sure to be a slow onset as he mentioned was his preference.

First Impressions: Something of a simpleton? I am not so sure after seeing his prowess in the arcane. He knows the layout of the surrounding tunnels very well. An apprentice of the School of Evocation and Invocation. He owes sacrifice to Ghaunadaur - let it not be forgotten!

First Impressions: What can I say? This jaluk called Izzrar is a true drow. Our first encounter leaves me at a disadvantage...

First Impressions: A drow wizard. Identified some enchantments for me and I threw ten gold his way. Arrogant. Last time I saw him he was traveling with a female.

First impressions: A half-drow like myself. A religious jaluk. Not from S'shamath. We traveled together - briefly.

~ I have come to know much of this jaluk's secrets during our travels and over wine. Besides Galuril, this is the abbil I have worked most closely with. We have much in common, and I empathize with him in his quest, but what would I gain by throwing my lot in with this zealot and his god at this time? I am tempted. But for now, it is better for me to bide my time and make no commitments. Let us see what powerful allies and enemies he makes in pursuit of his religious ambitions.

~ Over these cycles Urebril and I have traveled much together. Sometimes, he has saved my life. He has become ... something of a spiritual mentor. Since my conversion our mutual service to Ghaunadaur has bound us together and continues to motivate our alliance.

First impressions: A grey orc of Bregan D'aerthe - head of the melee branch. He is a spiritual warrior who recanted the orc faith to devote himself to Malar - some surface deity of survival and hunting. He has chosen the Underdark over the cursed Realm Above. Hospitable, insightful and philosophical. A fellow lover of luxury, which apparently extends to the company of drow women. Wirg is a killer of our elven cousins. Not an orc to be underestimated. Travels with a hag spawn named Pug.

Several times I have met this jalil. What I know of her is that she is a merchant-mercenary from Menzoberranzan drawn to The City by prospect of much plakta. What I do not know of her is her name and everything else.

Mystery is better concealment than the blackest piwafwi - the jalilen revel in it.

A drow priestess of S'shamath - I did not learn her name, only that she was of Quellar S'shamath itself. She was interested in discussing my profession and can be found at the temple.