A hunt for heritics

(note the following are not exact quotes but as close as I can remember)



"Do dos know of any heretics?" the Yath’Tallar Shynatra asks Ul'Qu'el Olath Fahliell Sabanna.

"Ustan know of many malla Yath’Tallar" Sabanna replies with a bow. "Usstan have reports that the Dirge singer, former Ilharess of the merchant clan now dances naked in the moon light with the moon sluts"

"That is a lie!" interjects Dargoth of Zau'afin.

Sabanna continues "Ustan also have reports the former Yath’abben Nanga also dances naked with her mentor the dirge singer"

"What proof do you have" Dargoth sneers

"It appears that ussa's fearn Zekryn is also a heritic, all of them must be found and offered to malla Lolth in the holy rite of sacrifice" Sabanna continues ignoring Dargoth's continued protests about Nil's innocence.

"Show your proof Sabanna" yells Dargoth

"Nil has left the camp and Zau'afin at last has a Yath’Tallar as their matron, perhaps they will once again be respectable force and udos can at last retake the city" Sabanna replies, the fall of a matron is proof enough of her weakness.

The Yath'sargtlin Morf interjects "Many of Zau'afin may have followed their Ilharess into heresy"

"Xas usstan will weed the heretics from their ranks" Shynatra replies.

Dargoth replies "Xas usstan would follow the Ilharess anywhere she cared to lead ussa"

"WAIT!" yells Shynatra "what did dos just say?"

Dargoth ignores Shynatra's command of salience and continues to insult jabress Sabanna

"Jaluk! Come here! Come closer so that dos can feel every drop of spit ussa flings in dos face!" Shynatry says to Dargoth with a deadly voice.

Dargoth reluctantly steps forward and kneels before the Yath’Tallar. "Would dos follow dos Iharess's every command no matter what?" Shynatra asks to the now quiet proceedings.

"That is a loaded question malla Yath’Tallar" dargoth quibbles

"Xas or nau? jaluk, would dos follow dos Ilharess blindly?"

"Xas" he replies simply

Sabanna cackles with mirth

"So dos would piss on the alter of malla Lolth if dos Ilharess commanded dos to" Dargoth tries to protest but Shynatra cuts him off short. "All Illythiiri should know the difference between a heritic and a follower of Lolth, Kill this jaluk!"

"A dos quirth" Morf and Sabanna say in unison.

Battle immediately breaks out as morf swings his heavy weapon down ontop of Dargoth's head. The blow glances aside as Dargoth rolls to the side coming up with a blade of eldritch acidic energy and slices opened Morf's stomach and chest with two quick motions. Morf's momentum continues to bring him forward into the battle as he swings repeatedly at Dargoth. From the other side a flurry of eldritch energy slices and melts through Dargoth's armor and bone.
A concussion that sounds like the roof of the cave is coming down on them knocks Morf and Sabanna back from their foe. When they look again Dargoth's twisted and wrecked body is hardly recognizable, the Yath’Tallar is standing over it sneering.

Shynatra turns to Za'Nara who was running to Dargoth's aid. "Jali, usstan will ask dos a more pointed question. If dos Ilharess asked dos to piss on the alter of malla Lolth would dos follow her order?"

"n... No" Za'Nara quickly responds

Shynatra turns to a lowly Jaluk standing near by. "What happens to heretics?"

"De.... Death" he replies

"Louder!"

"DEATH, malla Yath’Tallar"

"The fact that the jaluk resisted dos will malla Yath’Tallar is further proof of his heresy" Sabanna sneers.

"Ustan will nau longer spend ussa's time searching for useful rothe on the surface, usstan will now hunt heretics" the Yath’Tallar declares.

"Do dos know of any heretics?" the Yath’Tallar Shynatra asks Ul'Qu'el Olath Fahliell Sabanna.

((This was a really long conversation so I am paraphrasing some of it. Here the rest of it. Thanks to Kira for writing the first half of it!))



Za'nara listened to the Yath'tallar as she posed her question to each male. Her pale pink eyes following Sharynta's strong, commanding form as she stalked up to the males, focusing on one, them moving quickly to the next. Watching neutrally as each male paled as the priestess stood before them, dismayed at being the focus of her terrible, compelling gaze. And waiting with every sign of patience, for the Yath'tallar to return to her small, find boned, hands interlaced in front of her


"Do dos hear that jalil?" Yath'tallar bit out harshly. Her lip curling as she flung an arm out sharply, gesturing to Dargoth's body. "Heretics deserve only death." She marched back to stand in front of Za'nara , using her greater height to loom over smaller, more delicate woman. "Even the pathetic jalukeen know this." Her gaze raking over the two males contemptuously as she turned to look down at the white clad bard, red eyes blazing.


"The fact that Dargoth resist dos will malla Yath'tallar is further proof of his heresy", hissed Sabanna from her position behind Shyntra. Her arms folding over her chest as her beautiful eyes narrowed contemptuously, looking over the assembled males. Her contempt lessening noticeable as her gaze moved to Morf, still laying where he was felled.

"Yes yath'tallar, heretics do deserve death." Za'nara intrupted, her low voice a husky purred as she reached up slowly. One hand brushing a bit of pale pink hair from her face, tucking it behind her sharply pointed ear gracefully as she slowly looked from Sabanna back to Shyntra. "However", she paused briefly her voice hardening as she continued. "There are no heretics in Zau'Afin," Za'nara tipped her head back to meet the Yath'tallars commanding gaze,with her own soft lavender touched eyes. "The Ilharress would kill them. The Yath'tallar's Enclav, Gaussafae and Ala, would kill them." She looked over her shoulder deliberately, her eyes tracing Dargoth's still form. A gleam of satisfaction flashing in them as she touched on Morf, still breathing shallowly from the blows Dargoth had dealt, before she turns back to the Yath'tallar.


"Of course I would not pee on the alter of Malla Lotlh no matter who gave the command. I am a female. I am smart enough to question my Ilharess if she gives commands that are against the will of malla Lolth." Her voice soft musical voice, pitched persuasively. "Dargoth is a male, and a foolish one at that. He does not have the since to question his Ilharess. No male does. That is why, females lead. Males are to stupid to know the will of malla Lolth. They follow the commands they are given by the Yath'tallar and their Ilharess because that is the will of Lolth."

I do not need you to tell me what the worthlessness of a jaluk is jalil. Or what is or is not the will of Malla Lolth" Shyntra bit out harshly. They have half a brain at best and the other have is.


"Not in their head", Sabanna injected, with a sly grin. The Yath'tallar grinned back at her and nodded. "They are worse then useless most of the time but even a stupid male would know better then to piss on the alter of malla lolth..." She turned her dagger glare onto Za'nara as she nearly yelled the last part of the sentence.


The bard paled a bit, but nodded pleasantly in agreement. " Most males would but, everyone knows that Dargoth is a pathetically foolish male. He is not a heretic though, simply because he will not question the word of his Iharess." Za'nara shifted, her short chain skirt, and finely crafted mail shirt, glinting in the pale light of the crystals growing up from caverns below them. She ran a hand down her bare waist, across the smooth skin of her stomach to beautifully tooled belt buckled low on her hips. She untied the string that held a small magical pouch to her belt and reached inside, pulling out rolled piece of parchment. She tapped the scroll lightly against her other hand, her gaze moving to to Shyntra's, one thin brow raised questioningly.


Shyntra shook her head warningly at Za'nara. "Carry that foolish jauk out Camp jalil", she said with a malicious smile and moved to stand by Sabanna who was questioning a recent arrival to the camp clearly dismissing the bard and the fallen male.

((Za'Nara you are obviously a better writer then I, well done. One comment to add by Morf that i thought was brilliant))

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The bard paled a bit, but nodded pleasantly in agreement. " Most males would but, everyone knows that Dargoth is a pathetically foolish male. He is not a heretic though simply because he will not question the word of his Iharess." Za'nara shifted her armor glinting off her smooth skin as she reached into a small pouch at her waist and pulled out a scroll, her gaze moving to to Shyntra's.

Morf interjects "Isn't Dargoth the Ilharn of Zau'afin? If he is the best Zau'afin has to offer it does naut speak well for the rest of the Qu'ellar Zau'afin's jaluken"

Sabanna smirks at the comment

//NM I am tired of UD Drama no sense in making more. do what you want