*Yath'tallar Nizzre'tyne may have been seen entering the Temple yet not exiting. The evidence of her passing is upon the Yath'tallar notice board. The only notices now on the board are the house rankings and an open letter to the Ul'ath'tallar.*

Malla Ul'ath'tallar,

I have heard that the Matron Mothers of Houses Vil'rath, Ussen d'Vhid and Qos'Yutsu think themselves not only Yath'tallar but shockingly Ul'ath'tallar. They have dared to pretend to have your power in order to ban an individual from Edonils caverns with no Yath'tallar hearing. Worse still they dared do this without your blessings.

This Yath'tallar knows that you are the Voice of Lolth and I await your direction regarding this disgraceful breach of known protocol.

Respectfully,

Yath'tallar Ust'Ilharess d'Myafin Nizzre'tyne


Noble Houses Official Ranking as of the last Matron Mothers Meeting:

First House: My'afin
First Matron Mother: Nizzre'tyne
Sky blue/Rainbow/Black/Pink

Second House: Vil'rath
Matron Mother: Tagnik'zur d'Vil'rath
House Colors: Obsidian/Royal Purple

Third House: Ussen d'Vhid
Matron Mother: Mal'arra Ussen d'Vhid
House Colors: Denim/Silver/Black

Fourth House: Qos'Yutsu
Matron Mother: Emy'Lyaneska Qos'Yutsu
House Colors: Red/Black

Merchant Houses:
Qu'ellar D'Tsab
Trade Mistress: Irae'arra D'Tsab

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Ari'aerath Dlues'athsha ~ Silver Singer with the Bow of the Sun
Clarette Feohn ~ Magic is Art.
Victoria Marrs ~ "I have an herb for that."

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I Am:
Derrin: 'Nothing to see here'
Beck: Hard working dwarf paladin.
Naela 'Widow': Wandering priestess.
Celinor Triellian: Paladin of Corellon.

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Yath'tallar Nizzre'tyne would have been seen going into the Temple again. She would be seen going into the Alter room. Some time later she would exit the Temple carrying a few tomes. She paused on the steps to catch her breath and then continue laughing as she glided down the steps.

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Ari'aerath Dlues'athsha ~ Silver Singer with the Bow of the Sun
Clarette Feohn ~ Magic is Art.
Victoria Marrs ~ "I have an herb for that."

*Yath'tallar Nizzre'tyne again visits the Temple and a letter appears upon the Yath'tallar notice board beside the House ranking list posted there.*

Malla Ul'ath'tallar,

House My'afin refuses to be associated with Houses that are aiding our enemies. Be it known that Vilrath has claimed responsiblity over Edonil.

As you are aware of House My'afins progress against the demon army and the slime lord, its fish and its spy I shall contact you when I have the next report ready.

Lolth Tlu Malla!
Yath'tallar Nizzre'tyne d'My'afin

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Ari'aerath Dlues'athsha ~ Silver Singer with the Bow of the Sun
Clarette Feohn ~ Magic is Art.
Victoria Marrs ~ "I have an herb for that."

Commander of the Spider Guard Streeaka'ael can be seen doing his normal duties of examining the guard on duty to make sure they are properly dressed and at their posts as they have been ordered by the Ul'yath'tallar. He says very little during his inspections and he appears a bit more stoic than his normal stern self.

When his daily duties are complete he opens a portal back to the My'afin house and returns quickly with three slaves in tow. All three of them could be recognized as slaves owned by Nizzre'tyne. He brings those slaves into the temple jail cell. He then unshackles the chains that hold the body of Nizzre'tyne and examines the badly beaten body, unable to recognize her face due to the savage beating she had received. He looks down at her hands and notes her My'afin signet ring. The one that Nizzre'tyne crafted herself. He removes the ring and reads the inscription on the inner surface. Very softly he says “Nizzre'tyne”. The name that is engraved on the smooth gold surface of the My'afin signet ring. Streeaka then places the ring back on her finger with a noted frown of displeasure at the loss of his matron.

He looks at Fifty-two with a growl. "Hand me the shroud you worthless fool."

Streeaka' roughly yanks the shroud from the hands of the slave and wraps Nizzre'tynes body loosely in the silken cloth. After the body is appropriately shrouded he hauls her over his shoulder and commands the three slaves to follow him.

With her body over his shoulder he walks into the altar room with a bow and a glance in the priestess that trains the others on the correct ways to preach a sermon. He tells her "I must give the flesh of my ilharess to the children. Her soul is now in the demon webpits her body must fall into the pits of the Dread Queens children."

As he enters the altar room he bows deeply to the place the idol once stood. Somberly he continues to the pit. "You slaves stand below the altar. You are welcome no closer but must stand witness to what I do."

Once he reaches the edge of the pit he lowers Nizzre'tyne's body to the ground and pulls out his blade. Streeaka' then draws his blade and lops the head off the shrouded corpse allowing it to fall into the pit.

"You! Slaves approach and assist me in lowering the body into the pits."

As Nizzre'tynes slaves approach a childlike scream of terror could be heard as he quickly slayed each slave in turn starting with Fifty-two, then Cookie and lastly the young child Mushroom. All of the bodies were then dropped into the pit for the spiders to devour.

Perhaps the spider guard could see a small tear trailing down Streeaka'ael's cheek as he left the temple. He was quite attached to his ilharess. Her loss would leave an empty space in his life for some time.

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