Queen, puppets on the imperceptible but impervious strands of her web. Children? Pawns more likely, dancing dolls for the Spider Station is the way of Lloth, the ambition she bestows to further the chaos, to keep her drow “children,” along their appointed course of self imprisonment. Investigation is not the forte of drow justice. To stick a dagger in the back of a rival during the chaos of a larger battle or in the quiet shadows of an alley, however, is quite acceptable, even applauded. To openly commit murder or wage war invites the pretense of justice, and penalties exacted in the name of drow justice are merciless. Of course, there are rules of behavior, every society must boast of these. The Spider Queen is a deity of chaos, and she and her high priestesses, the true rulers of the drow world, do not look with ill favor upon ambitious individuals wielding poisoned daggers. Ambition over rides good sense and compassion is thrown away in its face, all in the name of Lloth, the Spider Queen.Īscension to power in drow society is a simple process of assassination. It is the calling of their, of our religion, the incessant pulling of hungering heartstrings. Station: In all the world of the drow, there is no more important word. The Chaos Curse The Cleric Quintet Collector’s Edition The Icewind Dale Trilogy Collector’s EditionĬanticle In Sylvan Shadows Night Masks The Fallen Fortress
