Atop a strange looking stalagmite slept a very unusual woman. Here head tossed back and forth as she dreamed. She saw a man, while this was nothing new for her dreams the odd thing was that he was a surfacer and not an elf like her hated cousins, he was a human. He was wearing strange clothes his helm didn't protect his face and his armor looked very thin and flimsy, what truly got her attention was his blue eyes, blond almost white hair, and pale skin. She saw him kneeling over a man who was bleeding from wounds in his stomach it looked like it was from 3 arrows, she saw him cut his thumb and begin chanting as she thought, 'a priest, he is praying to save him. Her eyes widened when she started to understand some of the words, he was a death guide, and a chill ran up her spine at the thought of one such as him still alive. She watched in horror as she saw others dressed like him holding strange looking staffs, her mind running wild as she thought, 'So many death mages, whatever is going on in that place is no good.' As a child she was told of a group of humans that traveled from place to place stealing souls to do their bidding and if the soul had served them well it would be guided to rest, these death guides showed up after battles and lead good souls to rest and bad souls to serve them as penance.
She woke from her reverie and looked out into the darkness and thought, 'today I begin my trip to the surface.' She thought of the words in the surface tongue and said, "6 months" thinking of how long she would be away from her house and matron. She placed her hand on her door and said the command word to turn off her wards that protected her room, as a Drow such wards would mean the difference between life and death, as she walked out of her room she closed the door put her hand on the door and reset the wards. She went to let her matron know that she was off to the surface the thought of being away from her matron and family put a rare smile on her face evaporated as she entered the room her mother slash matron was in.
She said, "Matron, I am off to the surface to aide Alak."
Her matron replied, "Zilvra, remember if you give them an inch they will take 10 miles. I still think you should take Belarbreena with you, your skills might be great but they are many and you will need to rest."
Zilvra glared at her eldest sister and next in line to run their house Shyntaunlin who glared back at her with a seething hate dating back to the scar of her otherwise flawless features this was a gift from Zilvra. In true Drow fashion the elder daughters cowed their younger sisters to secure their place, this meant physical, sexual and emotional abuse. Not more than 20 years ago which is nothing to a Drow, Zilvra had caught her older sister with a dart coated with sleeping poison and took her sister to a cave just outside of their ranch and heated her throwing dagger and branded several tears on her sisters face, she told that if she ever touched her again she would not wake up from the poison.
Shyntaunlin said, "Mother why send Belarbreena if this fool wants to die we should let her."
Zilvra looked Shyntaunlin in the smiled as she saw the discomfort in her eldest sisters eyes and said, "Matron, we have spent 6 months preparing for this trip and I have been studying the surface language, it would be a waste if we didn't go and wasting more time will just cost us more Alak said something about contacts, he as always brought good coin back from the surface. Do you really want to risk that?"
The matron knew Zilvra was right Alak always came back with goods and coin that would be about 1/4th of the houses profit every time he went to the surface and now that Zilvra was ready to go with they wouldn't have to hire guards on the surface and that profit would be even higher, which meant that future trips could be done more often.
While the merchant houses weren't even close to the power of the religious or arcane houses in the Foreverdark they do provide not only goods needed for everyday life but luxury goods, this gave them a freedom many didn't and respect from the more powerful houses. The Hla'ath house dealt in the more exotic good that the very powerful wanted, everything from surface poisons to human artists and even in information on the surface and its power struggles.
She agreed with her youngest that delaying 6 more months would risk the relationships they had worked so hard to build and that requested item that the third family wanted a surface deafening stick that Alak had heard when he witnessed two human groups fighting, he had seen one of the humans pull out a wand and saw smoke and a deafening bang come from it. With that settled she headed off to meet with Alak.
Meeting with Alak who was considered by many to be her sire was also her teacher on all things surface. When the Intress had wondered about building a post near the surface to keep an eye on the humans who were moving closer to the caves that lead to their home. It was Alak who she talked with and had him fill in her counsel and intelligence branches who had no idea that one human called an emperor was in charge of the land above them. Zilvra found her sire to be a very cautious male, and when he talked of the humans he spoke of them like one would think you would a dragon especially the human warriors, or at least that was how she saw it. She knew when they got to the surface, his word was law only a fool would ignore his experience and she was no fool.
As they left the manor she took point like she had so many times before in the past 40 years while in training as a scout. She rode her lizard out 300 meters in front of the lead wagon and started looking for trouble, she had seen many of the Foreverdark's creatures while keeping the path clear and even saw 3 Mind Flayers with about 50 thralls heading towards the city during one of her patrols. This time like the 150 or so times was uneventful most denizens knew better than to come into Drow territory, as it was yesterday, so to today would be uneventful or at least until the mid-point of tomorrow when they crossed over to what was Deep Dwarf lands and eventually to Valley Dwarf lands, this was the most dangerous part of the trip according to Alek at least, Valley Dwarves were very unfriendly to anyone within a day of their stronghold, that went double if they saw any Drow that were that close. The stopped for the day and set up a warm camp ate, since Zilvra had third watch and wasn't going to reverie as a matter of fact she was going to wait until they got to the surface where her skills would be diminished because of the bright light, or so Alak had taught her.
Eilistraee had other plans for Zilvra, as Zilvra started to relax and get comfortable Eilistraee pulled her into reverie and showed her a vision. Zilvra saw that same human with his blue eyes and blond almost white hair, she saw him holding two very strange looking swords one shorter than the other and a dagger as well. The next thing she saw was a blinding white light and when her vision cleared, she saw him lying in the Foreverdark she knew it, he was close very close to where she was now. Zilvra saw from above like she was part of the stalactites on the ceiling, he was wearing some strange glasses and looking down a hill. She looked in that direction and saw Valley Dwarves on patrol, she could hear them loud as could be, she was surprised that this human could see them with those glasses, as he walked off quietly she was impressed by how a large man could be so silent as he evaded them. She saw him walk around and he settled into a small cave he could barely fit into she exactly where it was maybe 100 meters up the hill behind the caravans camp.