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Shadow Stalker
Lurking near you, so very near you, and yet so far away from you, is a creature of might and power not tangible by human eyes. Pure black silken fur blend with the light-less cavern, the only beacon of its existence being the yellow eyes, burning through the dark like two separate fires. The beast lies on a ledge, a yawn revealing sharp canines. It tenses and untenses its metallic blue claws, twitching its long tail when it felt relaxed. The muscles ripple beneath the skin with every graceful motion, which always seems to be pre-arranged and planned. With an unexpected movement, the creature leaps into the air and disappears with a blink, the beacons extinguished by eyelids. So near you, and yet so far away. Or.../under/ you. You have just met Gwuenyvhar, of the Underdark.
Under Foot
A lone drow warrior paces back and forth, a vigilant stare at his rothe herd once and a while. His keen elven ears pick up every moo or snort of the bovines. Another sound, not that of a rothe, comes from behind him. With a snap, both double bladed scrimitars are in hand, and he leaps over his opponent, making an X motion with the blades, cutting his adversary into four pieces. He kicked the carcass and sheathed his weapons. A goblin. That was one less thing to worry about while he was exiled now. Living a primitive lifestyle, he stayed far from his home city, Menzoberranzan. His kins' demonic ways did not suit his just principles. He continued his vigil on the herd. You have just met Drizzt Do'Urden, dark elf of the Underdark.		 Gwuenyvhar

Alone and Unprotected
Aries sat under a ledge, golden eyes searching frantically for her friend, who had been gone over an hour, unlike him. She sat with hands on her chin, paranoid and worried. Sivelo had never been gone for this long before, not even on a hunt. A rustling in the nearby darkness, and the grey wolf emerged, a plump rothe calf in his maw. She stroked him, relieved. The two feast on the animal, and Aries straps on her quiver and crossbow. It was time to continue the trek. Sivelo trotted at her side, now and then licking her palm to reassure her. The elf-ling continued on with her partner. You have just met Aries and Sivelo of the Underdark.
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The Underdark
A subterranean world, filled with mythical and what humans would call 'fictional' beasts. Elves, dwarves, talking animals...its all here. There is no light, except for the occasional glowing fungus here and there. So all beings below the Surface Realm have extra keen sight and hearing, touch and smell. Instinct is everything out here if alone. To the south you will find the drow city of Menzoberranzan, filled with dark elves of hideous traditions. To the East is Blingdenstone, the dwarf city. The north and west are generally untamed, only the bravest of the brave enter. Are you ready to enter the Underdark?

Where Time Has No Meaning
Days equal weeks, weeks equal months. Time is not an important principle in the Underdark. Your lifespan is the only time you should care about. Do not fret over unimportant things such as mornings, nights, noons. You cannot tell when is when anyway, for it is /always/ dark here. A neverending night.


The Underdark, Where Instinct Is Everything