#closeddaemonfey

[senatushq]

the handmaiden~

NAME. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. 25+ SPECIES. Daemonfey ( Drider ) OCCUPATION. UTP

You died in service to Araushnee. She rebelled against the Seldarine and when you awoke as a dark elf of the Demonweb Pitts, Lloth’s great and monstrous frame looked down at you and smiled. A loyal servant, a faithful soldier, a pious high priestess, for your dedication you were rewarded. First daughter of Lloth’s priesthood, you rose among the Lloth’s Handmaidens. Dutiful servants of The Weaver who strode forth as the Driders, shadows at your fingertips, Lloth’s blessing in your veins, you fought again with the udadrow to overthrow the elven empire but only lasted so long as to watch it topple. Depleted, Lloth’s enemies would have seen her cast into the Astral Sea, so instead she retreated to her domain in the Abyss and you, alongside your sisters, followed. There you watched over her self-imposed Uthenera and when it was needed you rose to carry Lloth’s missives through the unruly generation of drow that later came to follow Ayi’ig. Faithful. Dutiful. Efficient. Cities that rebelled were razed, and when The Weaver’s creed was disrespected then you and your sisters appeared to restore order.

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[senatushq]

the dominated~

NAME. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. 25+ SPECIES. Daemonfey ( Draegloth ) OCCUPATION. UTP PACK & RANK. UTP

A pack with privilege, a life laid out before you, a legacy of the old world that had descended from Despina herself. The world ended and you did what you had to in order to survive, you ate the hearts of your kin and as they died screaming you grew that much stronger. In the weary hours of the failing light, a dark edict reached towards your battered soul; fed you hope and power as they slipped the abyss over your lips. Covered your eyes and rolled you in descent, they shoved a monster down your throat and waited for it to devour you from the inside. Scratching, pawing, and clawing; it tried to rip you in half but as your body twisted upon itself you grinned, and swallowed. Drank down evil and shoved down bile to live to the end and see yourself brought back as if nothing had changed. Your shift was indelible though, your world had turned on its axis, and maybe humanity was content to move on but you could still taste evil on your tongue. You did what you had to do to survive, and now you have to live with the consequences.

this skeleton is currently closed.