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"I will bring him back for you glory....." Alton was slapped across his face. " This is for the glory of Lloth, not mine always remember that you fool !!!" Maya spat back at him. Alton was livid in his mind, his first thaught was to strike but he remembered where he was, and just how foolish those actions would be. Before Alton left he gathered six of house Do'Urdens best trackers under the pretence of searching for young Drizzt.
As the days passed the trackers were starting to find difficulty on obtaining his tracks and to also find his cats well that was next to impossible. During this time Alton was looking for any opretunety to remove his "alies", one finnally presented itself in the form of Xorn. The lead trackers stumbled upon the trap as one steped into the waiting Xorn's gaping maw. This starteld the others breifly allowing the second Xorn to drop from above to the second tracker swallowing him in one bite. Alton was already in action, casting Melf's Acid arrow at the accending Xorn but the shot "missed" and he hit the first tracker square in the face. It was at this point that the other four had started to draw upon their innate abilities to create Globes of darkness, Alton new that this was an act of redundancy as the Xorn can pass through Earth as a fish through water and the only hindrence to site would be to their own. It was at this oppritunity Alton seperated himself from the ill fated group. As soon as he was out of reach from any attack Alton cast two fireball spells at his old foolish traveling companions. He smiled as he heard the screams of both charred Drow and Xorn alike. Alton then with drew a map he had found in his fathers lair, one that lead to Skullport, and his new life.
the journey took two weeks and those weeks went by with out any major problems.

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In the years that fallowed Alton grew restless he still had to watch his back everyday for ambition and oppertunity were the chain of command in the service of the Matron. With in the first six years Alton had 36 atempts on his life, they were good but he was better, Alton was always one step ahead of them. As for his training practices with Zaknafein they grey more and more deadly and they were always under the wachfull eyes of young Drizzt. Soon would be his turn to leave the Academy. Alton hoped ever so that place would not break Drizzt, this would be the last Alton was to see of young Drizzt for a very long time. But Alton was very much his "Father's" son, he was already strating to weave a web of information that would rival any spy network within a hundred Zental Keeps. All the while the behavour of the women in the house was becoming more and more eradic, it seemed that the Matron and the high preistess have fallen out of favor with the Spider Queen regarding somthing to do about the boy Drizzt. Alton thought that this would be the Ideal time to go investigate the secret cavren home of his real fathers deep below his former house. Alton ventured forth into the darkend remains of the destroied house. Alton once again impressed with his ability to seamingly blend in to the shadows. Alton found the site of his mothers bedroom and searched for the secret button on the foot of her bed, once pressed the bed began to shift and a dark winding stair was revealed. Alton Desended the winding staircase until he came to an ornatly decorated wall, remembering the dwemor that was told to him he spoke the words of enchantment, the wall revealed an opening door. alton entered into a great underground Antichamber. there was mounds and mounds of treasure, this must have been what Malice was searching for and why she was so mad. Alton could not help but laugh at her misfortune. Alton searched the mounds for what seamed like hours but it was more like days. Alton cast detect magic and was almost blinded by the many glowing piles, but one spot apeared black as if nothing was there, this definitely drew Altons curiosity so naturally Alton investigated and found an amulette with an unknown marking of a flame in a circle of stars, he picked it up and cast identify on it, the spell revealed that this was a amulette of non detection, he imediatly put it on and hid it under his clothes. This would make leaving all the easier but first he must do something about his findings he cast multiple unseen servants and then cast haste apon them and set them to find any thing to carry the treasure, then he slept.
Alton rested for seven days and nights casting identify on many items, bags and several small statues including one of an ornate tower. Alton gathered up the magical bags and held the tower figure in his hand and said the word that came to his mind, the tower started to expand and grow, untill a great wall with a door stood before him. Alton entered the tower and investigated his new portable home. He found a tresure room that was filled to the brim with coins and jems. Alton smiled his life would be much better but where to go. He thought that he must get back soon to his house, so he deposited the plethora of magial bags in an empty room. Gathered his things and dissmissed the tower, placing it into his belt pouch he acended the stairs. Apon arriving at house Do'Urden he found that his mentor Zaknafein had been killed and Drizzt had fled, and the house was under attack. How fortuitis this is, Alton thought. Alton sought out Maya, when he found her she had hatered in her eyes, "I want you to find Drizzt and bring him back for punishment, this YOUR MATRON DEMANDS" She spat the words like venom. Alton knew this was the moment he sought for all these years, "I will bring him back for you glory....." Alton was slapped across his face. " This is for the glory of Lloth, not mine always remember that you fool !!!" Maya spat back at him. Alton was livid in his mind, his first thaught was to strike but he remem
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His mother was in extascy as her rival was near to defeat that she did not persive the treat till it was to late. Alton plunged that wonderous dagger deep into his mothers bossom. All she could do was stare with a look of utter confusion at her only son as the poison took hold. The pain was excutiating and she let out a shreick that would wake the death, then there was nothing she was gone. The shreick did not go unoticed by her lone guard, He emediatly rushed to her side. Alton sences something not right about this Drow, some ominous feeling of dread.Alton then felt the feelling leave just as fast as it came. Alton then drew his sword, "I know not whom you are, but I am Alton Duskryn first son of house Derbalendalnesherun, You will stand down!" All the gaurd did was smile and rise, "You are not afraid boy? Intresting" was all the guard said. The guard then drew his blade, The blade itself seemed to draw the light from the near by torches. Alton heard the blade call him, yearning for him, waiting for Alton to become its new master, but there was a problem it's old master was very much alive and now attacking. The guard swung the blade wildly Alton dodged to the left, remembering the lessons from Zak, Alton started to spin and dip and weave in and out, his blades becoming a blur. Altons adamaintite sword nicking the oncoming guard seeming to not have much efect. The guard smilling more as he drew nearer seemed to get larger and his skin seemed darker, Alton still searching for any opening that would allow him use of his most cherished Stilleto "Lloths Bane" to make quick work of his foe. Then it happened the guards blade sliced Alton sending a cold pain though his arm. Alton droped the sword, did he feel weeker? What had hapened? What enchantments did that blade posess. All this did was make Alton covet that even more. The guard saw his foe drop his balde and went in for the kill, as the Gaurd swung the blade high Alton plunged Lloths Bane deep into the chest of the guard, the guard stumbled back droping the sword cluching the dagger that is deep with in his chest. Alton stared as the guard started to change, his skin became scales and his face became drawnout and reptilian, his body grew to a rather large size, untill al that was left before alton was a large dying Deepdragon. Alton stood amazedhis jaw hung open. The Dragon spoke "My son, You have killed me, I never thaught it possible that I would die by your hand. Come closer boy and hear my legacy to you....." Alton not quite sure on what to expect drew closer cautiously, untill he was meer inches from the Dragons Maw. Then the Dragon stated his name and told Alton a wonderous tale of a cavern secluded away, and a great treasure to be found,,,, This was the Legacy of the great Deepingshadow, Scourge of the Underdark...
Alton finally reached for the fallen sword. Again this marvolous blade seemed to fit in his hand akin to being reunited with an old friend. Suddenly Alton felt the hilt start to heat up and a feeling of someone or something in his mind, Alton could feel pure extacy as the blade pulsed in his hand. Alton remembered his lessons about intelegent weapons,and this was diffinatly a very intelegent blade. The name of the blade came to his mind "Shadowskiss". Alton called its name and the heat subsided, the sword was now his. this was a very good day, indeed. Alton retreived the heads of both his mother and father and sought out Matron Malice. Upon arrival to Malices antchamber, Alton presented his tribute to his Matron mother. Malice was extremely pleased with his offering and she gave him three more regiments to control. Maya was also extremely pleased, and showed her gratitude for the next three nights.
In the years that fallowed Alton grew restless he still had to watch his back everyday for ambition and oppertunity were the chain of command in the service of the Matron. With in the first six years Alton had 36 atempts on his life, they were good but he was better, Alton was always one step ahead of them. As for
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how the dagger fit perfectly in his had it was almost as if it was made just for him. As he turned it in his hand he noticed a small almost insignificant marking on the blade, it was the symbol of Gaundalar the drow god of Poisons. This was quite a fine toy to have. Well done Alton he thought to himself, well done indeed.

The years that fallowed seemed relitively mundane. He was brought back to his family home where his mother told him his duties. His visits with his father were few and far between. Apon his last visit he was told of the Spider Mage's two other sons. This mattered not as the likelyhood of him dealling with them would be non existant. His mother "the house matron" had him infiltrate any house that posed a threat to her house, and in her eyse everyone posed a threat. That brings us to the year it all changed. This was the time Alton was placed in House Daermon N'a'shezbaernon....

Alton entered house Do'Urden as Elderon Kolan an orphan from the Melee Mag Terth, the Fighters school. Alton was embraced in the day to day duties of a common fighter in the ranks of the house guard. During the first of the many years to follow Alton drew the attention of the house weapon master Zaknafein Do'Urden. Zaknafein took Alton under his wing trained him for the ellite guard. Alton once again exelled in his leasons, cathing the eye of the Matron Mother, Malice. On the first day of his fith year within house Do'Urden, Matron Malice gave Elderon the last name Do'Urden thus cementing his role with in the pecking order of the men in the house. Alton always remebering why he was there kept sending message by spell to his true mother to aid in ther station. Elderon made himself indispenceable, he was part of the daily dutys and had a regement beneath him willing to give there life at his command. Elderon led many successful raids on other houses. Everything was going as planned. Then it happened Elderon achived the impossible he made the youngest daughter and a high preistess nonetheless fall in love with him. Again Alton played this to perfection. Elderon and Maya were incepreble. Maya was the only daughter of the union between Matron Malice and Zaknalfien. During this relationship he helped aid the survival of the youngest boy Drizzt, for he was instrumental in the plan to remove the eldest boy, it was because of his plans and mechinations the the second boy Dininn eliminated his older brother. After retuning from the battle he was introduced to Maya's charge you master Drizzt now second boy of house Do'Urden. In him he saw a spark in those Violett eyes, a grand destiny, one to which he would mould to his means. This was the only son of the greatest weapons master in all of Menzoberranzan. This was the boy whom many a tale would be written about.
As the years went by agian he fell into the same rut, then one day the most ironic of sercomstances befell him. Alton started to become lost in Elderon, and he forgot the reason why he was there. Then one ther 42nd day of the 60th year house Do'Urden was under attack by a lesser house, one named House Duskryn.
To Alton this was the oppertunity of a life time. He figured that he might use this attack to sever all ties to his very domineering mother, by helping to distroy her and his family. The plan went like clockwork, First thing he did was to send his regiment under the flag of house Do'Urden to attack from the northern flank, he went south and found the royal gaurd, He showed them his medalion as proof of who he was, and sought out his mother. Marton Lorandra was rather easy to find, but it seemed odd that she only had one male guard with her. Her four duaghters, Altons sisters were leading the charge. Alton aproached his mothers with a look that epitimized loyalty and respect for his Matron {this was a face he developed to perfection over many years} all the while providing information as to where the stratigic placments should be. His mother was in extascy as her rival was near to defeat that she did not persive
Unknown "Spyder" Growling - 16 years, 9 months, 12 days ago

Alton Duskryn {Naomuth Orbb, the Spyder}

Alton was born not out of love but out of violence. He was the product of an unholy union of a Drow Priestess of Lolth and a venerable Deep Dragon called Deepingshadow.
All throughout his life he was used and lied to. He was raised deep in the Drow tradition of lies and deceit. From a very young age he was trained by the man he was told was his father, The Spider Mage. He was trained in the fine arts of spell casting and other magicks. When his “Father” saw how adept he was at such a young age he sent him to be trained as an Infiltrator, a very special Drow he was to be. He was trained in the more advanced arts of magick and swordsmanship as well as the more darker arts that required him to be at one with in the shadows and the unsavoury world of rouges and assassins. As was expected he excelled in all tasks. Graduating much earlier than expected. During this time he made many rivals, and was the target of many an irate elder student who did not like being surpassed by a child. During this time a student from the third house, Doran Dantrag decided to eliminate this child so during the evening meal he poisoned Alton’s drink with a potion made with Deep Dragon blood, witch was enough to kill an average Drow. However Alton was no average Drow. All the potion did was bring out his already dormant abilities. Inherited from his real father, Deepingshadow.

Little did he know that this was to be the defining moment in his life. When the Potion did not work Doran confronted young Alton. It was late in the evening the light from Narbondel was nearing the end of its life for the day. This was the time of shadows, when even the most cowardly of men find bravery form behind. Doran was no different, He stalked young Alton waiting till the young upstart was alone, he aproched with his blade glistening in the faint light cast by a lone torch, He thought this would be quick and silent after all Alton was only a young welp of very little signifigance, Onward he pressed. Alton however could hear everything again a gift from his biological father, and what he heard was the soft shuffle of feet behind him. A small smirk creased his face as he knew that he would finaly be able to aply the skills he was trained for. Alton kept hearing his fathers voice telling him to wait for it and not give away his advantage, howver all he could feel was a chuning in the bowels of his stomache, was it nerves or something more. Closer his unwiting prey {who thinks himself the hunter} aproaches, the breathing slows and the heart quickens. Closer still he feels the hairs on the back of his neck prickle up. Just as Doran raises the dagger Alton turns. The first thing on Altons young mind was attack, what happened was different than what he planned to do, his mouth filled with bile and Alton threw up all over Dorans face. This perplexed Doran for the first initial second as the bile was expunged for his victems mouth to the moment that his face was racked with the sering pain as his face started to melt and the acrid fumes filled the gaping hole that once was his nose. Alton stared in amazment as Dorans face melted away. Alton was trying to wrap his head around what had transpired, all the while staring at the melting enemy before him. Suddenly he heard foot steps coming from behind.Alton grabbed the dagger from Dorans melting hand. Alton concealed him self in the shadows, his skin becoming as the shadow itself, yet again he was amazed for he could move freely within the shadow, it was almost as if he was part of the shadow itself. Around the corner came the Spider Mage. As he aproched the putrid mass he looked and smiled, this was a smile that would make the most evil of beasts cower in fear. Not knowing he was being watched whispered "Good work my son, you make me proud". Then he walked away. This was the only time that Alton had ever been told that his father was proud of him. As he stood in the shadows he stared at his newly aquired toy,
Unknown "Spyder" Growling - 16 years, 9 months, 12 days ago