A Call to arms!!!

Jalils, Jaluken and to all Yath'abbans that still can be saved.

You know that the Yath you serve have lost the grace of the Spider Queen?
You know that the Yath you serve are dealing with lesser beeing as humans?
You know that the Quellars you serve are making deals with undead?
You see the slaves that walk arrogant and armed around the camp?
You see the jaluken that are sacrificed at the altars of Malla Lolth cause the corrupted Yath have not other way to please the Queen and try desperate to earn her favor again?
Those you serve have lead you to a dreadfull pit, and to the Quellars of tents!
Those you serve are heretics and going to lead you to extiction.
My Lord Selvetarm have instructed me to pass you the will of our Spider Queen.
Who knows better her will than my Lord that serves her loyaly and till death.
Those that are not still blind come and join me come at Sschindrylyn and lets create an army that will make the tunnels shake with terror, that will give us Maerimydra back, lets find a non corrupted Yathrin that will lead us all back to where we deserve to become, the terror of those below and the fear of those above.
Join me and glorious days await you!
Lolth tlue Malla!

Signed.

Killian D'Xal Gwenosef.

Sabanna reads the note and hisses "heresy!"

If Sutrinos Ra'ize d'Dabel'kith comes across one of these note, he shows it to Sargtlin Ke'zyr before burning it.

"This sound like a true agent of the one dos serve, Sargtlin, or does he offend dos?"

Li'neer snatches one of the notes she happens to come by. She squints and peers at the text with a bland expression. A snort emerges. Followed by another. And then a crude cackle of amusement. She then draws a smiley face on the note and leaves it where it was.

Phaerune reads one of the notes, narrows her eyes and then gets into a laughfit.

'This filth dares to question the chosen ones of Malla Lolth? Let him feel the wrath of the chosen ones!

She feeds the note to a passing rothe.

The priest of Seveltarm reads it for a moment, his expression going darker. His voice is frighteningly calm when he speaks up. "Who is this vithing jaluk, and where can usstan find him to smash his head open upon the ground?"

Il’haress Zau’Afin finds one the notes in her travels. She goes to the camp and approaches the Dabel’kith nobles gathered around the fire carrying one of the Killian’s notes.
The Dabel’kithen bow as she approaches.
“What is this trash Usstan am finding the caverns?”, she asks.
Yahrin Mi’reli rises from her bow to the Il’haress. “Trash, Il’haress?”

Ginthrae hold the crinkled note aloft. “This!”

“Killian’s ramblings?”, asks Shardaer’rik Dabel’kith.

“The insane Jaluk?” asks the Yathrin.

“Xas,” says Il’haress Ginthrae, “Who is this fool jaluk and why does he still have hands to write with in the first place?”

“Apparently, he crawled out of the hells after Shyntra sent him there.” Shardaer’rik responds as Xylan approaches and murmurs a polite Vendui to the Il’haress and the Yathrin. “I believe you watched It happen, Il’haress Zau’Afin.”

“Xas, that fool of a jaluk that seemed to think chaos could be stopped,” Adds Mi’reli.

“That jaluk?” Ginthrae asks.

“The very same"' Shardaer’rik responds.

“The jaluk also attempted to attack ussta within the azer halls. usstan beat the vith down but it snuck away while usstan was distracted with azer vilths” Mi’reli adds.

Ginthrae crumbles up the note and tosses it into the fire.
“Looks like Usstan am going Jaluk hunting” Ginthrae turns and walks off into the caverns as Yathrin Mi’reli calls out, “Bwael hunt to dos!”

It is easily known that the crazy jaluk have settle at Scyndrlyn trying to contact the local Quellars and spreading his words at the local population of how corrupted and fallen the Yath of the camp is.
He ocasionaly walks around the camp's tunnels continue his insane preaching.
Those that have meet him those last cycles they can clearly see how changed he is seeming to be dedicated to a holy war of the recapture of Maerimydra, so far he havent seem able to convience anyone and most of the meetings with the drow of the camp end up in scirmishes, when he is victorious he let his victims alive to spread his message.
In all his meetings he keeps the protocol and all that have speak to him, can realise that he is clearly thinks that he promotes the will of Lolth.