Things all started when I was a Dark Priest for Lloth.
I thought everything would stay normal...
well at least what I would consider normal.

As war broke out, I offered my prayers up to Lloth,
I begged her to keep my family safe from harm.

Lloth did nothing she allowed them to die and ignored my plees.
I renounced my vows to Lloth and swore
to never follow her again.I was banished from the clan
and as further punishment for my blasphemy
I also had a spell cast upon me.
The spell had changed me into a gargoyle type creature.

I have tried everything to change myself back but with no luck.
When wandering around in despair, walking aimlessly in the woods
I remembered hearing about the goddess Shar.
As I knelt in the woods I called upon Shar to forgive me.
I told her all that had happend, as I continued to speak to her
I felt her presence envelope me in the darkness and
help take away some of the pain.
She honored me by telling me
of another Drow clan not far from where I was.

I found the clan where she said they'd be, having spent
several hours avoiding all contact with the surface world.
I knew I couldn't just walk up looking the way I did.
Terrified for I knew not what would be done to me...
knew not how they would react to something as myself,
I covered myself as best I could using basic glamour magic,
all the magic I had left. I went in search of their leader.

In asking around as best I could, telling those whom questioned me
that I was sent by the Goddess Shar.
That the Holy Shar had spoken to me
and told me I could find a home here,
I was finally taken to their Valsharess the Lady Guenhwyvar.

I told her everything that had happend and
begged her to find me worthy of being her Dark Priest.
After several trials, none of which could be related
without driving those who read about them mad
I was permitted to take my vows and become the first
Dark Priest to serve the Lady Shar in this community.

As I came into the house of Shar I still have the nightmares
of my family being killed. I can see the face of the man
responsible for their deaths I can see him laughing at
me driving me insane to the point of no return at some time.
I pray for the day to get back at the person that caused
all my suffering and show him the true meaning of pain.

Being the Dark Preist that I am I can summon many things
and cause so much pain to a mortal or immortal.
Being a gargoyle it’s easy to sneak up behind an
unsuspecting victim. I do hope to meet the killer face
to face in the pits of hell.

Returning to things as they are now. Si'ver was kind enough
to adopt me as her son now I have the feeling of having
a family again. I did not know she was the Queen’s sister
in the beginning. I know that now as I am part of the royal family
being that I don’t want to be treated special or anything
even though I don’t look like everyone else I am still Drow.
I hope to be treated fairly as I will do the same to
my fellow brethren. Those I know nothing about say I shouldn't
be Drow cause I don’t look like them. Shar and the Queen know
that I am true Drow at heart. One day I will get this curse
lifted off me one day I will soon afterward there will be hell to pay.

I might look like a gargoyle but
I am Drow at heart.