Let me start by thanking my sounding board and editing staff. So a huge thanks to Traff, BunLover and Anubismark for their hard work in dealing with my bad English.
This is the end of Chapter 2, I know some of you are not happy with what happened to Shynta and Mica but don't think I am done with them they will be back in Chapter 3 (Ever wonder what the Drow afterlife is like?)
Part 7 is going to be spent on getting to know Belar, Zilvra, Rikton and Dirzune.
While I have used fantasy novels and the world of Forgotten Realms for inspiration this is my world and some things are not the same. I will thank Gary Gygax for creating such a world.
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Disposable Hero 2.7
The Gathering
Escape
Once asleep, Zilvra was visited again by Eilistraee, which of course made Zilvra feel very uncomfortable, being visited once was more than enough for her and she hoped this wouldn't be a regular thing. Eilistraee showed her a vision of a world filled with buildings touching the sky and wagons moving without horses, some of which she had seen in Henri's dream. She told Zilvra that this is the world of Henri and if she stayed close and followed him, that he will lead her to the truth about herself, have a grand adventure and her greatest desire.
She asked the goddess, "Why have you chosen me? I have never worshipped you or paid you any homage."
Eilistraee gave her a warm smile and replied, "Ask your sire why you were chosen, he has much to tell. Child, great things are coming and you can shape that future for all of my mother's children in the Foreverdark. Only you and your deepest desires drew me to you.
I could see how you wanted to be away from your house and even wondered what the surface was like, that is what drew me to you.
I can only give you a path, you must choose to follow or not. If you wish to go back that is for you to decide. While I hope you won't, it is still your choice. I will help as I am allowed"
"What is my deepest desire? Why is he here? This is not his land, is it?" Zilvra asked.
"Your greatest desire is as old as time itself, to be loved and to love. But not a love that you know, I have seen your desire for something more than the relationship your mother has. I am the goddess of love and beauty, your desire for a certain type of love was what I saw and why you are my champion. While your father opened the door for me, you could be my greatest hope for the children of the shadows.
You are right, he is not from Alirota. No city looks like that in the night above. If you wish to know his path, you must walk it with him, it is not an easy path and one filled with sadness; it began with blood and it will end in blood. He was chosen for a very important job and his life will change in ways you can't imagine.
He is the one you can rely on; always remember this because it is as true as water being wet. He can't turn his back on those in need, it is as much a part of him as our dark skin is us, as you will see if that is the path you wish to follow." She answered.
She showed Zilvra images of 4 humans 1 man, 1 boy and 2 females one a teenager and the other looking not much older, Zilvra can see them crying as the image fades. Zilvra thought she recognized Yuuya and Kirara but the other two she had no idea.
She knew love was not for the Drow and figured there must be more to this and asked Eilistraee, "So how will I know this love of mine? Who are these people? Why are they crying?"
Eilistraee answered with yet another smile she knew Zilvra's curiosity would lead Zilvra on the path that Eilistraee herself had set her on, "You will know by its touch and when you embrace it you will understand its strength. Love is not one thing, it is several things and each means something to the individual. Open yourself to the world that awaits you and you will see love like you have never known.
They are those who love him. The younger ones are his children, the older his brother and sister, they think he has died. This is the sadness of war and you must learn it for this is Henri's weakness. He has lost a lot and even now he mourns Shynta in his way.