Once again Adriell found herself here from time to time. A place that kept drawing her back she felt saddly as she knew why. "This is the first place I see in Imythess"She mumbled to herself. Her long silky black hair falling around her in the sand clearly filthy by now. Her legs stretched out and her arms laying on either side of her. She was drifting in and out watching the clouds pass by her above. She felt a sudden urge to just run out into the ocean but she was lacking almost all her energy. She had used most of her energy the other night just getting her. She had bene running fromt hose damned shadow deamons all night.
And so now she lay pondering why she had come here, her past and what about this place that had been destroyed these crazed dreams. She sat up and placed a hand on her forhead her fingers twining with her tiara and her long silky bangs. Her back was coverd in sand and her icy white eyes closed her head started to ache and nausea hit and she felt back into the sand shivering agian "Gods why have you done this unto me" She whisperd.
He staggered forward, his tattered black tunic and dark cotton breaches wavering behind him as a mighty gust blew across the beach, the sand lashing out at his battered body. He winced, and cursed under his breath. 'How is it that the most insignificant of things like the sting of sand could hurt so badly..?' He thought, and grunted, shaking his head and pushing out the meaningless thoughts which plagued him. He had to focus all of his energy on treading to a safe spot so he could sleep. He needed the rest and he was unaware of what sort of hostilities washed through this native land. He had been banished from the underdark, his home, all because he questioned some trivial matters regarding the spider goddess Lloth. The mage's, priestesses, and warriors attacked him without mercy and he had been pressed out into the world above. The light was overwhelming, and it stung his eyes, not to mention the wounds which covered his battle torn body. It was intolerable, and all he had were the clothes on his back, and a single scimitar, not even one of drow construction either. He would have to start a new on this above realm, get used to the light and the putrid stink which hung in the air. It would take time, but he was determined...
The gales which hung about the night air sent the sea rippling and churning, the redenned moon reflecting on the choppy waves beneath. He could bear it no longer. He was out of energy, and needed to rest. He collapsed to his knees, sweat streaming from his brow down his temple. His dark skin glistenned as the awful light shone down on him. He panted and shook his head, a growl emerging from his throat as his deep monotonous voice bellowed through the night air as he shouted. "Blast it all! May the spider goddess find misfortune and suffer for the remainder of her pitiful existence!" He hissed and quickly calmed himself. Never had he spoken in such a blasphemous manner, but his anger was uncanny. He had never felt so much rage, especially towards his own people... "Blast it..."
Adriell had been laying in compelte silence on the sand for a few moments when she had heard the man start hollaring some ways away, She jumped nearly shifting without cause or ideal of shape. She felt feathers pricking her skin and quickly unshifted looking around her eyes shifted to that of a cats and she looked at the drowin kindred down the beach from her. She slinked into a crouched position and sighed slightly. And felt her skin prickling last time she had met a drow she had been.... well tortured wasn;t the word but she had been severly annoyed by their antics. She slide into a standing position though as she heard his curses on his own Goddess Queen. She titled her head to the side and walked closer. "Hasten Who goes there..." She says her eyes drawn into slits staring dead at him.
She wasnt sure why he was hear but she was making sure not to look away from him. She didn't trust easily and expecially those who's species had treated her badly before. She sighed out and calmed her nerves thinking that was a long time ago maybe he isn;t the same...Maybe...
His sensitive, peaked elven ears twitched as he caught the sound of the unidentified woman tossing about the sand near him. His crimson orb's flashed to the source of the sound and he furrowed his brow in irritation and anger. Now what could possibly happen? He had wandered into territory unknown to him and he was unaware of what threats might be coming his way, threats he could no way defend himself from in his beaten, battered condition. He staggered up from where he knelt, and placed his hand on the scabbard of his shabby scimitar in case any danger came his way. He locked eyes with the odd woman and cocked a brow, chuckling lightly though he ached when he did so. "What's this? A little woman with cat like eyes..? Identify yourself!"
Adriell felt her throat tighten and she growls to herself. This man had a nerve. But she didn;t say anything about it. She merely blinked seeing how downcast he looked and how frail...was he injured? She wasnt sure she could smell blood so everything led to yes...unless he had just killed something of course. She took another breath and then called to him, "I was here first sir...And if it a threat you've thrown my direction I feel sorry for your ignorence" She said her voice as Icy as the winters wind in the far norths of Imythess.
Her eyes ran over him again then turned back to her regular ice white gaze with pale gray pupils and black rim around the iris. She was all to accustom to the light now and the moon was shining down without cloud cover.