The devil arrives in the drow lair beneath Washarrin, his four star-shaped horns catching the violet glow of fungus lamps. The chamber smells of ink, smoke, and wet stone.
A young adult drow woman stands over a crude map of the city. Lean and sharp-featured, with silver hair, black skin, and a crimson mantle, she wears a spider-shaped iron clasp.
The Drow Leader
Stop. Someone has crossed the ward.
Blades slide free around the map. Other drow, dressed in layered dark leathers and hooded cloaks, turn from coils of cord, sealed jars, and bundles marked with forbidden sigils.
The Drow Leader
You stand between us and the upper streets. Identify yourself, ancient one, or leave before this chamber becomes your tomb.
Beyond the ceiling, unseen humans move through Washarrin's night streets, unaware of the plan taking shape below. The map's red routes converge beneath a crowded district.
The Drow Leader
No one acts until I know whether our secret has found an ally, or an enemy.
✓ Quest Accepted
Prevent the drow plot from endangering the humans above
✓ Quest Accepted
Learn what the drow are planning
“I am the devil, i endure all stupid actions and sins of every being and your plot anoys me absurdly”
SUCCESS (Good Willpower, rolled +0)
The devil
I am the devil, elder than your gods and burdened with every stupid act and sin your kind commits. Your plot annoys me absurdly.
His declaration rolls through the chamber like a struck bell. Violet fungus shivers on the walls, and several drow tighten their grips on their blades.
The Drow Leader
The devil. Then the old tales have teeth after all.
The ward answers his presence with a sharp flare beneath his feet. It scorches the stone and leaves a bitter metallic taste in the air, the price of forcing his identity through its defenses.
The Drow Leader
You call our work stupid, yet you enter our hidden chamber and announce yourself. That is not contempt without purpose.
The devil
The ward is newer than the lair.
The Drow Leader
Lower your weapons. He is no ally, but neither is he ignorant. Speak plainly, ancient one, and tell me what offends you.
“"I hear your plot against the city above. I am not ignorant to your intentions. I hear all minds"”
SUCCESS (Good Perception, rolled -1)
The devil
I hear your plot against the city above. I am not ignorant of your intentions. I hear all minds.
The chamber falls silent, yet every guarded thought reaches him: the red routes, the hidden breach, and the intended strike beneath the crowded district. The ward flares again, burning a black ring into the stone and draining the air from his lungs.
The Drow Leader
Then you know we mean to break the city's ward and draw its defenders below. You know the hour, the path, and the names of those entrusted with the rite.
Several drow recoil as their private fears spill across the ancient presence. One drops a sealed jar; it cracks against the floor, releasing a thread of pale violet smoke.
The Drow Leader
You have torn the veil from us. No spy could have learned so much. What will you do with what you have heard?
The metallic taste deepens, and the scorched ward continues to glow beneath him. Every mind in the lair remains open to his hearing, but the effort now costs him breath with each heartbeat.
Quest Complete
Learn what the drow are planning
Attribute Upgrade: Willpower Good→Great
“Your fate is in banishment from these realms. There is no tolerance for taking the innocent and twisting them”
SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled -1)
The devil
Your fate is banishment from these realms. There is no tolerance for taking the innocent and twisting them.
The declaration settles over the lair with the weight of an ancient verdict. The black ring beneath the devil widens, and violet fire threads through every red route on the map.
The Drow Leader
You would cast us from the realms for a plan not yet carried out?
The devil answers with power rather than argument. The ward tears open into a soundless darkness, and the drow, their jars, weapons, and marked bundles are dragged across its threshold.
The banishment takes hold. One by one, the drow vanish into distant exile, their plotted routes snuffed from the map as the chamber empties around him.
The Drow Leader
Ancient tyrant. The city will remember this.
The portal collapses after the drow leader passes, but its backlash sears the devil's lungs. He remains alone beneath Washarrin, breathing through metallic pain while the innocent district above survives the night.
Quest Complete
Prevent the drow plot from endangering the humans above
Attribute Upgrade: Willpower Great→Superb