Phaerune entered the camp with a quick stride. She had been honored with an invite from the Ilharess, and she had no intention to make her wait. Joining the Qu'ellar Dabel'kith was an excellent opportunity... and more than that: it was the path that the Spider Queen had laid in front of her. Everything she had accomplished, everything she had done, all came down to this: leaving Menzoberranzan, relinquishing her position, abandoning her very own family...this was what the Dark Mother wanted for her, the destiny she had chosen for her servant, and she was determined to embrace it. Enter the Qu'ellar was the necessary foundation stone upon which she would have to keep on building...she could not stop until Maerimydra had been rebuilt and placed safely into rightful Drow hands...Your will be done, Malla Lolth!
Closing to a big campfire in the middle of the encampment, she could see a few of those that would soon become her new family, with their slaves serving....and among them, maybe the most impressive and regal priestess she had ever seen: tall and proud, clad in a black armor and adorned with jewels, a crown on her head, there could be no doubt that she was standing in front of the intimidating Lidtichi Dabel'kith...Despite the river of feelings within her and the tension in her stomach, she could not help smiling.
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Subject: Yathabban Phearune Dabel'kith third daughter 
