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For those that have just returned from the deadpits, the lingering thoughts of what just happened might plauge your minds, what could this mean, who was this Death Lord that would dare defile the Malla Orb, and what was his story?

As you all enter camp, you see before you the norm of things, as they are. Rothe being ordered around to perform heavy duty tasks, some of them sobbing and crying in their cages, and the Sargtlin doing their normal rounds, all in all it is a quite cycle in the camp.. And none of them were the wiser on what had just happened.


For those that are already in camp, you see a large group of Resident Illythiiri walk into camp lead by Yathtallar Mi'rel.

Having encountered a glimpse of the Malla Orb and accompanied the returning group back to camp. Demo'loth would quickly pick up the information of the incident, rubbing his chin at the audacity of it all.

As she had done before the Yath'tallar speaks with Ala for a moment before they move to the Yath to speak privately

Yath'abban Anathariel offers to give the Ul'ath'taller her report in private, using drow-sign, citing that recent events have taught her only to speak of matters in the purest of tongues. With the shadowy blade she wielded gone, she's back to carrying about her customary weapon.

Haelisn leans against the pillar of stone near the merchants, apparently deep in thought.

Perhaps he is still coming to terms with the revelation that spiders, apparently, have souls.

Zeketh'ryn having witnessed firsthand the entirety of the defiling of the Malla Orbb and the hand of the so called "Death Lord" and the events there after would calmly recount the story to a few of the Sargtlin around the camp and any others who asked a report from him.

The Ul'ath'taller looks down at Yath'abban Anathariel as she approachs her and perks an eyebrow as she offers to give her a privet report. "Mmm Yath'abban Anathariel... the fact dos presume dos can merely walk up too ussa... without even so much as a yathrin too introduce dos is.... laughable... Dos will indeed give dossta report.. while being lashed ten times, perhaps this will remind dos and the other Yathabbans of dossta place..

So then... report away Yathabban.. and turn around and place your hands upon the wall...." she would say pulling free her Bull Whip and casting a spell upon it that make it glow with brillient purple energy, if the Yath'abban obeyed, as Yath'abban Anathariel start the Ul'ath'taller would send the whip out at her, the whip passing though the armor entirely as if it were not there, a loud ~CRACK~ sound filling the air.

**Ilharess Zau'Afin sits quietly by the Zau'Afin fire listening to the various Illythiiri speak of the recent outrage. She gets up and walks over to the circle before the alter of Lolth and the Yath. She glances around at all gathered.**

What has happened?

The Ul'ath'taller looks over to Gin and offers her.. an almost pleasent smile... considering it was comming from her at least. "Just finding out now, would dos like too continue the Lesson in knowing ones place, and too not presume they can come up to the Ul'ath'taller unescorted, unintroduced? Usstan am tempted too Have the yathrin who trainned her whiped too... infact usstan will, remind ussa to do that later.

*devious relaxes at the bar smoking his pipe* hmmm

**Ginthrae's eyes eyes Fix on the Ul'ath'taller from under her hood with a look that could chill a penguin. **
Dos may want to hear the report first, punishing the Yath'abban may keep dos from loosing dosst temper entirely when dos hear it.

*she pauses briefly to glance at Yath'abban Anathariel*

Talk around the camp is the Malla Orbb in the Dead Pits has been slain.

"Slain and Reanimated by a minion of the banshee. Udos chased a Death Knight through the Dead Pits. When udos caught up he had already slain and Reanimated the Orbb as a vampiric. Usstan attacked the Death Knight and it disintergrated
The tenants are clear no orbb are to be harmed so usstan had wards erected to make sure it would naut fall under the banshees control and returned to camp to seek a way to reverse the process"

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The Ul'ath'taller looks over to Gin and offers her.. an almost pleasent smile... considering it was comming from her at least. "Just finding out now, would dos like too continue the Lesson in knowing ones place, and too not presume they can come up to the Ul'ath'taller unescorted, unintroduced? Usstan am tempted too Have the yathrin who trainned her whiped too... infact usstan will, remind ussa to do that later.

Maintaining her refusal to give her report in anything but Drowsign, she takes the punishment as best she can - though she cannot keep from yelping, from giving a few cries in pain. If the punishment does stop, she'll use her fingers to sign closely - though if not, well, then she'll be resigned to a whipping until the life leaves her broken body.

I was given a sign from our Dark Mother, a weapon of darkness. I accepted it - and the challenge. I fought my way through the bugbear warrens, infested by Undead. The sargtlin Kel'dorl escorted me for some of the way. We fought flaming skeletons, ghouls and ghasts and ghosts and vampires - even undead dragons. They muttered about items they wanted found.

At the bottom of the warrens, we found a large creature - a lord of the dead. He never gave his name, despite my questions, and he claimed her served a mistress above him, though he never gave her name, either. He however, was not interested in "the items", and toyed with us - sending more minions against us until we were vanquished, then disanimating them and leaving at the very last moment. Saved by regenerating flesh, we moved along, and met up with the Dirge Pylia and the Yath'taller. We sent the Sargtlin to gather more assistance and followed the Dead Lord into the Dead Pits, but we were too late to prevent him from raising the esteemed spider as an undead mockery. The point of harming a spider was brought up, and whether an undead spider would be excempt, and in the end, after warding it from the Banshee Queen's control, we put it to the test by having me strike it with the Godess-given sword, that esteemed Lloth may punish a Yath'abban out of control if necessary... And the blade vanished. Thus it was decreed to bring the matter to you, Ul'ath'taller.

"And usstan remember saying multiple times to the jalil how the orbb was naut to be harmed lest udos invite lolths wrath"

**Ginthrae's eyes pan back to the Ul'ath'tellar, her face like stone. Her red eyes stare out from under her hood. They never move off of the Ulath'tellar as she speaks to Mi'reli**


Udos want to know what happened Yath'tellar, naut excuses.

Yath'abban Feanora waits respectfully on the edge of the returning group. She then waits to speak to either Ala, Mi'reli or Ginthrae if they become free and approachable. The first she is able to speak to she will briefly offer any needed assistance to.

"Exactly as usstan said. The death knight had killed the orbb and re-animated it by the time udos arrived, he disintergrated into dust when usstan attacked him.

There was discussion of what was to be done with the Orbb now it was vampiric and undead.

After some debating usstan decided that undead or naut the orbb is still an orbb and thus must naut be harmed. The yathabban and the jalil saw the method to save it in its death then subsequent ressurection so they went to attack.

The shadowy weapon the yathabban held dissipated showing lolths displeasure in such an act. As such usstan had wards placed upon the orbb to protect it from the banshee's control. It continued on as it had before and usstan saw the best course of action to be to return and try and find a way to reverse the process without harming the orbb and to bring this matter to dos malla Ulath'tallar" she bows her head to the ulathtallar

**She turns slightly to get a better view of Mi'reli**

One can naut reverse death, save Malla Lolth.

**She looks back to the Ul'ath'tellar**

Can resurrection be performed upon un-life?

Watches the Yath converse and the Yath'abbans punishment, keeping his own distance.

Haelisn cringes at the sound of each strike of the lash. He does his best to look small and unnoticeable.

"Hence why usstan came to the one closest to lolth for her advice. As for ressurection if usstay may say."
*Bowing to the ulathtallar to hopefully allow her to speak upon such*
"Usstan would of done such if it was possible, ressurection requires the undead to be returned to a corpse first for it to work"

Pylia, with glistening cheeks, still - while watching the whipping with a faint glee - carefully requests permission to speak. If given, her voice is low, respectful - and flinching and uneasy as hell. To the trained eye, small flickers of her eyes towards the camp exits and a tense body proclaim the desire to flee - but restrained, deliberately so, with an effort of will.

"Both of the Yath are substantially correct" she begins, wetting her lips with a brush of her tongue. "We followed it to the pits, and on seeing it stride towards the Azer fortress, increased out speed; but when it turned to the orbb's pit, we knew, and ran. It was not enough. The judgement of Lolth was carried out on the dread knight instantly, for he vanished to dust the moment he profaned the corpse impaled on his blade. I gave the scroll I carried in event of my ... untimely death, to save the orbb. The Yath'tallar ... well, ah. What remained before us was an insult to Lolth, a travesty of the Banshee in the shape of the blessed orbb, a mockery of the perfect form." She takes a few breaths, to compose herself "The tenets of Lolth were repeated by the Yath'tallar, though uncertainty as to whether they applied. I believed - believe - that letting it remain as it was, a calculated insult to the Spider Queen - would have been the truth harm to the Spider."

The Ul'ath'taller once fineshed dishing out the Lashings would nod as she pondered over the report, as she did her hands slowly coiled the bull whip in upon its self making a loop. "Swords of Darkness.. a Death Lord.. and now the defilement of the Malla Orbb.." she would frown before walking over too the Alter and looking down at it. "Yath'tallars, usstan leave this to dos, the Camps rescourses are at dossta disposal, make bweal use of them..." looking around the crowd of on lookers she would say out loud. "For those that aid in resotring the Malla Orbb too how the Dark Illhar intended it to be, dos will be Mallaed, and rewarded. go, do dossta research, talk amoung dossta selves, just get it done."

Mi'reli sends summons for quel'faeruk d'dabelkith to come to camp before having several messages sent out

Until the Orbb can be restored to its pristine state, Anathariel will visit it at least twice a day, to recast Protection from Evil on it and ensure it maintains as unsullied by the Banshee Queen as they can keep it.

She also, suggests quietly, to those with ears to hear, that guardians be set up to prevent the magic from being dispelled and the Orbb further defiled.