[Najah]

Purpose: ( A haven for drider players and tainted players, all drowussu templars and tainted hunters aren't allowed in here. )

{Beldrobbaen Characters and Allies Only}

Setting: The Beldrobbaen are a clan of summoners and golum crafters that rarely get any visitors. A clan who worships spiders and allows driders into their fortress, and lets them stay. Almost all their females have had their souls devoured by demons . .

Nobody knows how long this clan will last. They are rapidly diminishing in number due to the Templars of the Drowussu. This has made the Ilharess more and more desparate to keep her clan from disappearing.

The fortress is guarded by a few guards, unseen traps, and golems. All those who wish harm to those who are tainted may not proceed another step further.

Summary: A looming building stands far above the city, home to a clan that was once very powerful, now diminished in number. the only way up to it is a long, twisted, and treacherous stair that leads to it's gates, where skelitons of murdered Drowussu Templars hang to ward off any of their bretheren.

Inside there is a long hall that is guarded by many devious traps and mechanisms that only a true Beldrobbaen Member can get through. The walls and floor are onyx black but elaboratly decorated with spiderweb carvings and statues of both spider, and drider. there are lots of black and silver carpets that have web designs on them, and many other visual attractions. the fortress is vast, but now as you know half empty. But that does not mean there is a lesser chance of being found.

The place is lighted dimly with blue fires that dance on the dark walls of the fortress . . every now and again you think you see movement, but when you turn to look there is nothing there. This place is said to be a haunted space, where the warriors who dies here still lurk about, waiting to pounce an all those unwary . .

Gates: The guards are stiff and emotionless, they only let you in if you are a Beldrobbaen, being escorted by a Beldrobbaen, or if you are invited.

Rules

1. Weapons are checked in at the doors, retreave them when you leave
2. If you are not a Beldrobbaen you must be one, invited by one, or escorted by one to enter.
3. Don't go looking for trouble, you'll more than likely find it.
4. Some doors are locked, please do not try to open them
5. Private chambers are forbidden unless you are invited . .
6. This is a semi-creepy place, act scared and have fun!

[Miburo]

OCC: I'm sorry Najah if you wanted to keep this thread private, thats why I made also some conditions for the guests. If there is anything bothering you please let me know and I'll change anything

A new day had started for Masendriea Beldrobbaen, ambassador for the Beldrobbaen clan. After dressing and having breakfast she took place in her office near the entrance of the fortress. Her job today is accepting and advising visitors and clan members.
Security in and around the fortress is quite strict, all guests are first questioned by the guard and when their intentions are friendly they are escorted to the person they wish to see, if of course this person is accepting visitors.

One of the walls of Masendriea’s office was completely filled with bookshelves filled with books, rare stones, small portraits of her family and other decorative items. One of the other walls had a large window, looking out on the entry gate; other walls had larger portraits and some mana lights to light up the room. A large desk was the centrepiece of the room, a large stone desk with an adamantine tabletop. The two chairs to accommodate her guests and Masendriea’s own chair were as impressive as the desk. In these huge almost throne-like ebony chairs with plush seating many conversations have taken place, from ordinary gossip to crucial conferences.

Before taking place in her chair Masendriea let her guardian spider Delena down from her back. With a small pat on the back she grinned “You are getting too big or I am getting too old for carrying youâ€

[Najah]

Zakkys'sha Beldrobbaen lurked in her room of the Beldrobbaen fortress, her heavily tainted eyes glowed in the dull dark of her domain . . red summon jewels lay all around her, as well as many summoning technique books.

Her breathing was irregular and ghostly sounding, it echoed eerily around the fortresses' haunted halls . .

Her eyes had bags underneath from lack of sleep, she was up day and night studying from the books . .

[Miburo]

Hours had past and Masendriea closed her books, in the 4 hours she had spend in her office she had only seen a few of her tainted clan mates, concerned about the growing number of drowussu patrols on the streets. The wardens and templar where starting to do there job more proficient lately, why couldn’t they chance like she did, stop seeing the tainted ones as something else but as there kin. She shook her had as if to remove all depressing thoughts from it.

After getting up, putting on her cloak and picking Delena up, she went out. As she closed the door and aura-locked it she stood in the corridor of the fortress for a while, just listening to the noises. It was very quiet, just some footsteps from the guards and now and then some silent whispers from the distant rooms. Unlike some Masendriea wasn’t calmed down by the silence, after a few centuries she knew that the peace and quiet in this fortress wasn’t as peaceful as it seemed.
At the gate she turned to a guard
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[Najah]

Zakkysha gor up from her sitting position and looked in the hall outside her room, her heavily tainted eyes taking in her surroundings. She sighed and went back into her room and tidied up ..

She put her books back in their respective places on the shelves and put her summoning jewels in her trunk under her bed . .

[Veldrin]

Velkhai nodded to the noble leaving the fortress and stepped past the guard, pacing up the corridors steadily. He was wearing his dark blue and purple, noble robes rather than his armour, a high-collared, black cloak swept out behind him as his fiery, amber eyes traced the corridor carefully, a dark-red triangle under his left eye, his ears tense under his long, icy-blue hair. He raised one lanky arm to an aura lock, it shone with energy as it recognised his aura and the door clicked and swung open, he left it open in case any other nobles needed to speak with him and busied himself with piling up books from his study and readjusting the gauntlets that bound his forearms. Sometimes, being a noble could be so boring, especially a male noble.

He listened intently, quiet, the fortress was always quiet, almost every girl tainted so heavily, they were practically dead, it hadn't always been this way, young children, running around, needing help finding their way through the fortress, since the 'accident', as so many saw it, many girls he found in the corridor didn't seem to care where they were or why they were there. The clan was falling and every person, from the lowliest slave to the Ilharess herself would have to support it by themselves, and already Velkhai was feeling the burden.

[Najah]

After Zakkysha finished cleaning up her room she decided she wanted to go for a walk . . she exited her eoom and aura locked it so it recognized her spirit and only hers.

She had her goggles around her neck, her red eyes exposed as she walked down the hall . . she put them on outside the fortress to conceal herself from the Drowussu Templars.

In the hall she passed a male Noble with blue/purple robes and blue hair, as she passed she didn't even aknowledge he was there . . or even cared.

[Veldrin]

Velkhai turned to look back down the corridor at this summoner, his amber eyes lowered to the floor for a second before he swept around. It wasn't his business to care for the Tainted Drow, he was meant to lead patrols, give orders to the guards, fight off the Drowussu.

Mana was already flowing across the runic symbols covering his gauntlets, he lifted it up to examine as they danced across his palm andup each finger.

"What would I give for some action..." He whispered these words to himself, a common habit, with no one to speak with, he'd lapse into talking to himself when it got too quiet.

[Najah]

Zakkysha put on her goggles and zipped a pochet in her robes shut that contained summoning stones . . she exited the fortress and nodded to the guards. She walked across the bridge down the narrow flight of stairs that lead to the outskirts of Chel'el'sussoloth . .

(( Heading for the Black Dragon Tavern ))

[Veldrin]

Velkhai sighed as he finished up his work, pulling away his armour from the stand, he disappeared into his sleeping chamber for a while, only to step out in full armour, black, edged in silver, dark-purple gems were set across it. It was light armour, and he kept his helmet as open as possible, tightening his gauntlets again before striding out to the guards.

"You, were did the girl head off?"

"By the looks of it, to the Black Dragon Tavern, sir!"

"What makes you say that in particular?"

"Sir, another noble said they headed off in that direction, maybe they're meeting there for something"

Velkhai grinned and nodded to the guards before striding confidently across the bridge to the stairs, his black cloak billowing out behind him.

((As all the Beldrobbaen seem to be congregating there, I'm heading for the Black Dragon Tavern))

[Najah]

Zakkysha entered the fortress she called home and went straight to her room. "The grey skins are growing bold," she said to herself "I think it is safe to say we had better lay low for a while . . until these tainted killings cease"

[Najah]

((OOC: Well this place is dead, where's all the Beldrobbaen!?))

[kembaru]

((inactive it seems, the only other active Beldrobbaen is Miburo's character in the road to raveran thread.))

[Miburo]

((Veldrin's character was in the tavern when Masendriea left it. Starlitdragon has a Beldrobbaen character too but I tought she was in Raveran somewhere.))

[Catsohri]

((Well well the tainted appear time to sharpen my blades and inform our local Grey Templar))