Unlikely Allies

[Uzaki]

Once upon a time, on a dusty road...


Daylight was the strangest thing, whilst it stung at his eyes and irritated his dark skin it also stole his breath away everytime the sun rose and morning came. It was beautiful, raw and so very different from the beauty he knew from the Underdark with its hundred shades of gray and the glint of gem stones and magic and mysticism. As a drow he would of course never admit to having these thoughts among his own, but as a child of Vhaeraun he could admit to finding the surface alluring.

As sunlight lit the world around Koral his eyes became weak and the world bathed in a shimmer filled with sparks making it hard to see things clearly. The dark hood pulled down past his head helped, but during day he knew he was weak and loathed that feeling.

Traveling was mostly done during the early hours of night and to sometime before noon, and now with the seventh morning after leaving the dark and cool caverns leading to his home town he was walking along a fairly large road. Cloak falling around his shoulders despite the warmth, silver hair tucked back, hands resting on the hem of his leather pants and eyes squinted towards the sky he didn’t notice the approaching party before they were only another few breaths away.

“Behold, a drow come to plague us!” One of the three males cried and pointed with an accusing finger, face reddening with some misdirected anger at the sight of Koral and mentioned drow jerked to a stop with both hands already on his weapons. Despite being able to care for himself he couldn’t deny the small tremor of fear racing up his spine, heart picking up pace.

Humans…

“I seek no trouble, humans…” he told them with a smooth voice, confident and void of the myriad of emotions building up inside of him, yet the humans didn’t look impressed. They seemed rather angered by him speaking common and made this clear by throwing a curse in his direction. Followed by spitting on the ground.

Three against one, does not bode well for me, he mused knowing he wouldn’t run and as metal glinted even enough for his questionable vision to notice he pulled his sword and readied himself. Very well then, to the death if needed be!

[Mira]

A tall and imposing figure would step up alongside the Drow, standing tall he towered over many of the others assembled. Great wings were furled against his back, his dark clothing hung loose against his body, and a giant sword was held in his left hand, “Move along Humans - leave this Drow be.”

The Draconion would turn to the Drow next to him and smile, or at least smile for what he could, “If this comes to bloodshed, it would be wise to let me do the killing. Having the blood of these humans on your hands will only compound your problems.”

In all truth, Azij had appeared literally from nowhere as far as anyone around could discern. He had come through a portal of his creation which had also baffled the humans, but a little mind altering spell to make them forget that they had even seen it, left them beleiving that he had just manifested from nothing. The Drow though might have noticed, but it was extremely unlikely, Azij was normally very careful with his spellcrafting when he wanted to be secretive.

Azij had always had a very large interest in Drow, for they were always interested in what he had to say or offer. At least usually, sometimes they were different, but not often. Most of the time he was capable of recruiting them into his campaign against his age old enemies, and this Drow just happened to be one that he felt he could maybe get through to…he hoped so at least.

[Uzaki]

There was only the briefest tingle of magick before another appeared amongst the gathered people, Koral bareley had time to take a step back before a large, dark creature stood on his side and hadn’t it been for the other facing the group of now startled humans he’d believe this was Vhaeraun himself come to punish him.

Vary he shifted away, creating some distance between the dark being and himself. Sword held in front of him, the faint sheen of fire around it’s edge though much to thin for his stinging eyes to actually see. He felt it however, the hum of magick against his hands, once the echoes the other had created subsided.

The humans were hesitating, smart enough to realise the drow had been possible to defeat alone but with the new addition the odds had changed.

Koral was unsure what reason the other had appeared here for and doubted it’d been to simply aid him, but right now it mattered little. All still held their chosen weapons, the three humans at him, the other at the humans and he… he stood in the middle not sure whom of these forces to mind the most. In the end logic won over paranoia and he decided the three were his primary worry.

“My problems are my own.” he commented, facing away from the being he assumed were something akin to a lich though not any kind he’d ever seen before. “Seek ye death humans, come closer…” he continued, leaving the \'or run away and live\' unvoiced and hanging heavily in the air between them. The three males hesitated, obviously experiencing the same fear Koral himself had just felt.