Someplace in a dark cave, yellow-orange fiery figures
started spreading, as huge torches were being lightened,
revealing numerous grey-shade clothed figures standing near
a big and fancy building, with a large statue in front of
it. Whispers of sheer excitement started to unfold as the
crowd gathered around the gigantic building. Dark chants in
a dark language echoed, while a crowd gathered.


From inside a very small shack, two short and dark figures
ran into a lightened spot. They looked at the larger
building, breathing in slight excitement as four robed and
hooded figures began walking towards the crowd, which has
settled itself orderly, making a corridor between the walls
of people for the figures to walk through. They reached the
building's entrance and took off their hoods. They were all
females, dark skinned and white haired. One of them, the
most important looking one, had two braids running down her
shoulders. Hair white as snow on marble-smooth, black skin.
She was expressionless, but her hands trembled a bit. The
one to her right was somewhat short for a female, with plain
long, white and old hair. Se was licking her lips endlessly,
and had a perplexed expression. To that one's right was a
young looking, almost shiny dark faced female. Her hair was
finely knitted in a beautiful white braid. She seemed to be
the only one who was not nervous, but to those who knew her
it was obvious she had a small ounce of fear in her. The
last woman, to the main figure's left, was also young, and
rather short and full. Her skin was lighter than the rest',
but still dark-hued. Her face somehow hidden under many
expressions, mainly fear and rage.


Suddenly the two short figures started talking among
themselves. The first voice is of a young child, somewhat
worried. "Lorr'y, do you think mother will be all right?"
The second voice snaps at the first one, it was a female
child voice with a bit anger and anticipation in it. "Hush
Omar! Do now bother me. I am trying to learn. Now shut up".
"But Lorr'y..." "Omareth Lhalabar!'' the girl snapped, "Shut
up this instance or I am letting mother deal with you after
her test". "Oh all right Lorr'y. What ever you say". The
girl named Lorr'y started mumbling to herself, "Not enough
do I have to suffer our mother's teaching, but also an
annoying brother...". "I heard that", Omareth said, when
Lorr'y snapped again, "I said Shut UP! Be quiet!"


Omareth frowned at the girl, and turned his stare back at
the four now un-hooded figures who were talking to another
hooded and bent figure, standing on a stare, about 20
centimeters higher than the flour where the others were
standing, yet somehow showing a lot more power and strength.
The four started following him as he began  walking into the
building.

The crowd stopped its mumbling, and the cave was pure
silent. They were waiting for the ceremony to begin...

Sometime later...

Silent.

All that could be heard was pure silent. Not even the small
lizards living in the dark depth. The silence hovered above
everyone, as the crowd just stood there and waited. The wait
was seemed as long as an immortal lifetime.

The crouched and hooded person came out of the big building,
and watched the crowd from the same step he was standing on
before. Suddenly, a movement near the wall. The movement
wouldn't stop. The figure took off the hood and underneath,
black skin, white-grey hair old woman looked at the crowd
with boredom. She opened her mouth starting to speak, when a
crack sounded.


The two children suddenly raised their heads from the
shadows. The girl had the same bright black skin and white
hair bundled in a perfectly knitted braid, like one of the
young looking females from the four who entered the fancy
building. She seemed to be at the approximate age of a
13-year-old human girl, and had a both worried and excited
expression on her face. The boy had the look of an
8-year-old human male child. His skin was dark as the
girl's, without the same brightness, and a touch of light
grey. He had a worried look at his face, yet somewhat
confused.


The female who just got out of the gigantic building turned
her head at once towards the movement at the wall, and began
running towards it. She cried out, raising her hands to her
head "Lloth uriu sei'lor ilta kor'inth pholor udossa! Xal
foluss dormagyn udossa!" and quickly turned towards the
crowd and cried for them to run away.


The cracking sounds went louder as something began to
tremble. The girl named Lorr'y shouted, "Mother!"

The cracking turned to bashing and the bashes of falling
walls as the same big building started to collapse. From
outside it looked like a disaster. From inside it felt like
terror. The walls started breaking open, the roof dived
downwards, and the upper floors collapsed into flat ruins.
The walls quickly followed the entire building, and in a
very short time which felt like hours for the yelling people
outside, running around in terror, the big and spectacular
building was now down in ruins. Clouds of dust filled the
cave.


Again, it was silent. Except for two young voices, yelling,
"Mother! Mother! No!"

The room was silent as well. The glum candlelight only
enforced the feeling of sadness. The girl was sitting on a
small stool, as impatient as she can be. The worry on her
face has gotten only worse. Her hands were now trembling,
and it was obvious that she could hardly stop herself from
crying. The door next to her suddenly opened, and the same
old dark skinned woman signaled the child to come into the
next room. She told her to sit in a sturdy old chair made of
black wood, and she herself sat in a chair on the other side
of an ornate black wood table, near which the child sat. The
room was small and dark. The only furniture in it were the
table and two chairs. Some spider and spider-web etchings
were inscribed on the walls. Another decaying candle stood
on the table. The old woman opened her mouth but just
couldn't make up the words. She paused, sighed, and began
talking.

"Lorr'ualyrr Lhalabar. I am afraid to inform you that your
mother, Imra Lhalabar. Has not passed the test. Lloth has
decided to dispose of her, and that is what she did. You
must comply this for the sake of Lloth."

Lorr'ualyr's eyes widened, and in the last moment she
stopped herself from shouting at the old woman. Instead, she
whispered. ''What! No! It was an accident. The temple
probably collapsed. It can't be!'' The old woman frowned,
''Hush child! It was Lloth's will. The buildings of the
underdark never collapse unless Lloth wishes for them to!
Your mother accepted her faith. You must do so too.''
Lorr'ualyrr snapped, louder this time, ''But, No! It was not
Lloth! My mother was one of the most dedicated priestesses!
This cannot...''. The old drow female snapped back, ''It was
Lloth! Do not make me kill you too, child! Lloth has chosen
her victims. Now, before this turns into bloodshed, I wanted
to tell you something else. It is about your training. Are
you ready to listen, girl?''. The drow girl could not speak
at first, but eventually found her tongue. ''My mother would
have never accepted that''..., ''Are you ready to listen?'',
the older woman snapped, almost yelling. ''Yes,
High-Priestess.'' Lorr'ualyr answered obediently, head down.
''Very well. Now, since your mother has passed on, and your
father is no longer alive since the last raid. Your and your
brother's...'' she stopped and sneered, ''Training, can not
go on like this, so I am sending you now to the drow city
where your father's old aunt lives. In there you might find
one of my friends, she is from house Valsharen. She will
find a way to continue your training, but not your
brother's. You have nowhere to live in here, and that is why
you must go,'' Lorr'ualyrr but whimpered once, ''Now be
quiet girl! I must find new priestesses.' She ordered the
girl out of the room with a scowl.

Lorr'ualyrr could not take it. As soon as she left the
building, she leaned at the wall and started crying quietly.
She let out all of it in the empty alley. After a few
minutes of silent sobbing, the girl got up and started
walking out of the alley, down the road towards the little
marble house down the other alley in the end of the street.
She went inside the house and asked of the owner of the
house to bring her brother, Omareth. On the way she was
thinking. Thinking hard on the current situation. On one
hand she wanted to stay dedicated to Lloth and follow her
mother's career. On the other hand she did not want to
believe that Lloth would get rid of such a dedicated
priestess, who almost became a High-Priestess. She decided
to believe it was an accident, and to keep on following
Lloth, hoping for the best. She realized it would be best to
continue her training, and in order to keep her family
alive, find a way to help her brother continuing his
studies. ''But he is just an apprentice. Can he learn
alone?"


Her face was silent...