@faerinaal location: Court of Drow notes: kiss kiss fall in love
“Uncle.” By marriage, clearly. Felandaris greeted the warrior with uncharacteristic warmth as he took a seat next to the other. The others and the Queen would arrive shortly, for now they had the meeting chambers to themselves. “Good of you to join us after Aegnor’s unfortunate betrayal.” Weak, that’s all Felandaris could see it as. To return to the kingdom of a monarchy that had moved on from him, it was embarrassing - among the drow Aegnor had been their prophet. Now he was nothing more than a foot soldier in his formerly deceased child-brother’s army. “Tell me of your travels, the Underdark must have been a perilous journey.”












