#Imfryn'yath

[sweetgoblinhaze]

I have some drider OCs I would like to share, but I'm miffed that I don't have good art of them yet because WHY SPIDERS?? Why do your legs do that???

That out of the way, their story is a tragedy of the highest degree. I will put a cut here and under it is summary of their lives.

I did not reread it before posting, so if things may be raw.

Formerly a drow and a sun elf, their names have been lost to them, and so I will use the names they were given after their transformations. Imfryn'yath and Quevelki. Fryn and Elki for short.

Fryn escaped Menzobarrenzen by making a run for it while going up for a raid on the surface. Caught up in house politics, he knew he had a large target on his back, and just enough gall to leave. He made his way ahead of the raiding party to the small village of elves that they were tasked to slaughter and warned them of the incoming attack... with charades and trying not to be stabbed mostly. He helped defend the village to endear himself to them and, as he had hoped, they allowed him to stay afterwards.

Adjusting was difficult at first, but it didn't take as long as he thought it might to settle in and see things in a more "surface" way. He fell in love with the flora around him and the arts that the elves seemed to always be crafting. It took years before he was sure that no one would stab him in the back.

By that time, he had caught the attention of a sun elf, Elki, and they began courting. They were a match made in the heavens. A decade later, they were married- a whirlwind romance if an elf had ever seen one.

Then, in the dead of night and with none of the usual barbarity that comes with a raid, they were both whisked off back to the Underdark. Back to Fryn's house. Lolth demanded punishment suddenly after all those years, and it hadn't taken a spy more than one trip to find his weakness.

Elki and Fryn were separated by a stone wall between their two cells. Fryn wasn't tortured, questioned, or even spoken to. He was kept fed and healthy. Elki was not so lucky. The priestesses broke him down bit by bit, demanding that he forsake any surface god and give himself fully to Lolth.

Eventually, the torture worked. Elki and Fryn were brought before a cadre of priestesses and the matron of Fryn's house. First, Elki was brought before the alter and made to kneel. The Matron demanded then that he repeat what he had claimed under the priestess's whips, and he repeated in slurred and hardly formed drow that he would forsake all gods but Lolth. He was hers.

Typically, Lolth can only make a drow into a drider. However, with Elki on his knees declaring his loyalty, that was close enough for Lolth to pull the strings and bring into being a slight against Elvin kind itself.

Elki was destroyed and remade in front of Fryn, and he could do nothing to stop it. Then, it was his turn. He fought tooth and nail the entire way, and he had to be held down as the rites were recited and his body broke and warped into the half-spider abomination that was a drider.

He expected for his mind to go fuzzy, then crazed with the want of blood and flesh. He knew all drivers to be nothing more than killing machines, aimless until reigned in by one of Lolth's own. However, when he staggered to his now many legs and tried to find a sense of balance, his world was as clear as ever, save for a seed of violence that he could feel growing.

When he went to Elki's side, no one stopped him. He helped his husband off the floor and looked into his eyes and found nothing there. No violence, no anger, no sorrow or haunting. Elki made a chittering noise and threw his now unnaturally long arms around Fryn's shoulders. The noise Elki made was one of happiness, and Fryn only had a growing horror.

Fryn was left with the violent urges of a drider while still maintaining his self and his mind. There was plenty that he could not remember, but he could think and be gentle as he pulled Elki along. Elki still did not have a mean bone in his body or plate in his carapace, but had lost himself to Lolth's curse. The Matron Mother mocked him as he told Elki how much he still loved him, and the hideous smile he got back was more than enough for Fryn to know that it really was Elki under there somewhere.

They were removed from the house, and from Menzobarrenzen, left to die in the tunnels and caverns of the Underdark. As he guided his love away from the city, the Matron Mother's last words to him wouldn't leave his mind.

"How long can you love it now, I wonder?"