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Ianna Umbridge Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 9:18 pm
 This is a Private Journal. You will need permission from Enoh Love before you are able to post here. We ask you not to beg Enoh Love to allow you to purchase, take, or trade her child. They are NOT for sale in the least bit. If you want one, you will have to visit The Ghosts of the Past shop located in Breedable/Changing pets. Concept � Kyrianna
Art � Kyrianna, VechnayaNicolai & KaynneAbout ZasalamelAwakened: 02-26-06 Gender: Male Guardian: Neveah Species: Drow
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 6:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 7:05 pm
Ianna's Finding
It was the middle of the night when Ianna's sleep was interrupted by the familiar voice inside of her head. It was weak , which worried her, but it was the voice nonetheless. Matilda was still regaining her strength - could a wand have surfaced so quickly? Didn't the wands know when their mistress was out of commission?
A soft grumble was immediately heard from the silver-haired mortal and she sat up, straightening herself out, "Another bloody wand, Matty? Do they ever...I don't know, give you a break?"
"No, not really," Came a tired reply, "But this time, it's going to be harder on you than it is on me..."
Ianna paused in her movements, "What do you mean, harder on me?"
There was a long silence, "It's a Drow wand, mother."
"WHAT?! ARE YOU ******** tell me I have to..."
"Go to the Underdark? Yes. You do. What's worse? It's...Uh...."
"Uhm....It's what?"
"Currently half buried in front of Narbondel."
"...You're kidding me..."
When Ianna was met with silence she sat herself on the bed, crossing her arms over her chest, "No. No way in hell am I going to risk my life for a piece of WOOD."
"Well, it's not wood it -- "
"I DON'T CARE IF IT IS ******** PURE DIAMONDS!"
Matilda winced at her mother's screaming. Not that she could blame her for it - Narbondel was...Well...In the center of the Underdark and rather dangerous, even for some Drow, to mill around, "You're going. And if you just stand there you'll be killed."
"If I go there PERIOD I'll be killed, woman! Are you ******** CRAZY?!"
"Again, that's to be debated but...You have to go. I suggest taking one of the swords from the training room. Preferrably a light-spelled one. You know how to wield a sword, right?"
"If by wield you mean not cut myself open by holding one, yes."
Ianna could feel Matilda mentally roll her eyes, "Just go get a ******** sword."
"Matilda, I've never fought you on anything. Even with the werewolf, I didn't fight you. Moon, Atlantis, I didn't fight you. I'm ******** FIGHTING YOU NOW! I have Coailiann to consider. I have responsibilities. I cannot ******** die." Ianna stay put where she was, fists clenching until her knuckles turned white.
It was a death sentence to go the Underdark when not a Drow. Hell, it was a death sentence for a lot of Drow as well.
"Look, you don't have a choice. I can't go, I wasted my energy on the twins. Either you get prepared with a sword or you go unarmed. You have a better chance with the sword."
Ianna was silent for a few minutes before her fists slowly unclenched. She didn't have a choice in the matter, she knew that. Matilda could zap her there without a second thought and she'd be in the middle of some very confused and angry Drow, unarmed. It would be a very bad situation.
With a soft harrumph, Ianna stood up and shed her nightgown, putting on a pair of flexible leather pants - something that would at least hold up with rough wear. A long sleeved shirt, black, was also added.
At least she'd be covered.
A few moments later she was in the training room, meandering around the spelled weapon closet. It was difficult to find the right weapon between the hundred or so different ones hanging and stored on the shelves, but she did manage to find a relatively light sword that she could manage fairly easy.
It was nice, as well, because it was spelled with light magick as well. When hitting a target it would light up with a soft white glow, and depending on intent, it could grow in intensity. Therefore...If needed, she could blind the attackers momentarily and grab the wand.
Good plan. Sort of.
"Okay, I'm ready. But so help me if I die..."
Matilda rolled her eyes and transported the irate silver haired woman into the Underdark. Thankfully it was in a shadowed corner and she was virtually invisible with her dark clothes.
Silver eyes looked back and forth, scanning the area for the easiest past to Narbondel. It wasn't easy. There were quite a few people milling around and it wasn't exactly a walk in the park to get there. Especially since Narbondel was in the center of the city.
But she could see the wand - black and topped with a spider - laying half buried in the ground beside the large stone pillar. A thread of purple flashed in the light given off by the fire of Narbondel. That was definitely the Drow wand.
If it weren't for her pale complexion, Ianna could have probably passed for a Drow with her silver hair and silver eyes. It was times like this she wished she had glamour powers. Carefully she made her way through the people, pulling the hood of her cloak up around her to hide her as best as possible.
She almost made it to the wand when one of the larger Drow warriors stepped in front of her, blocking her way. Of course, being Ianna, she didn't realize he was there until she ran face-first into him and fell backwards onto her a**.
Her hood spilled backwards revealing her pale skin - and something akin to shock and anger filled the eyes of the Drow man.
" Ogglinn! Shinduago Wayc'e! Dos z'klaen el!" came his voice, harsh and full of hate, causing Ianna to cringe. If this man talked any louder he would bring upon all the guards - or all of them that were within a shouting distance.
Thankfully, Ianna was being fed words by Matilda - who had studied the language, and she was able to speak - despite not being sure what she was saying.
" Nau, naut shinduago wayc'e. Drathir ilythiiri! T'puuli."
The Drow man looked surprised that the white-skinned woman knew their language, "Dos xun naut lor saph drathir ilythiiri. Quin dos telanth udossta xanalress. Ele zhal'la Usstan naut elgg dos, vel'xunyrr?"
" Usstan tlun naut natha vel'xunyrr. Lu'oh byr orn'la Usstan telanth dosst xanalress?"
He looked thoughtful for a moment - maybe he was one of the more stupid ones. A nod of his head and he moved on, obviously more interested in one of the fights that had just started a few feet away.
Apparently, many others were too - and she was thankful. A distraction.
Carefully she made her way to the wand and attempted to tug it free. It was stuck. She would have to use her sword.
Which was bad - it lit up when striking something. s**t.
Thinking a moment, Ianna raised it and drove it deep into the earth, intending it to glow as light as possible. Even that was too much and the Drow noticed the flash.
" SSUSSUN WAYC'E! ********." She swore, wiggling her sword quickly to loosen the dirt packed around the black wand. It only took a second to get it free, but that second was all the Drow seemed to need to come at her, "MATILDA GET ME THE ******** OUT OF HERE!"
She was home before the last word exited her mouth - and without her sword.
"Never...A ********." she muttered, sweat dripping from her forehead.   Neveah's Aquiring
Neveah, finally home after a year and a half of traveling across an entire continent and finding nothing, wanders around her home to see what has changed since she up and left way back when. To her surprise, she finds a wand shoppe! Being led inside, the butterfly woman causes Ianna more problems than she already had, for work-induced paranoia flitters on her mind. To make things worse, Ianna informs her that she has to care for a child! Work-induced paranoia coupled with her complete LACK of maternal instincts...Neveah's got her work cut out for her now, it seems~
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 7:14 pm
Basics 
Name: Zasalamel Surugata
Alias: Zah, Kidlet, Spiderling
Gender: Male
Race: Drow
Guardian: Neveah Surugata
Hair Colour: White
Eye Colour: Lavender with a thin ring of gray around the pupil
Skin Tone: Obsidian
Distinctive Marks: A pair of horizontal white circles under both his eyes, plus a claw-like mark under the right eye, between the circles.
Other Markings: Dark purple spider marking between his shoulder blades
General likes: Spiders, Noodles, Night time, Weapons, Fighting, Magic and Belts.
General dislikes: Sunlight, Being Male, Ropes, Snakes.
Hobbies: Wandering the house, playing with his sling shot, protecting the house, playing with friends.
Abilities:
Infrared Vision: Due to the Drow living underground, they have the ability to see in infrared, meaning they pick up heat patterns from anything, and can detect living from inanimate objects. Being Drow, Zasalamel has this ability naturally.
Shadow Ball: Every Drow possesses this as an innate ability. This ability allows him to summon a ball of dense black shadows to disorient his opponent, either for preparing a surprise attack or evading an attack. The more this is used and practiced the bigger the ball will be and the longer it can be held in place for. No infrared vision of any sort may penetrate this ball; when you're inside, you can't see out, and when you're outside, you can't see in.
Other notes on Zasalamel: Light in any way hurts his eyes, due to his infrared vision being his primary form of vision. If he is outside and it is daytime, he'll find ways to cover his eyes.
Detailed
-Coming soon!-
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 7:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 7:17 pm
Friends
Yashima
Zah:: Zasalamel first met Yashima was Zah was still a wand. They essentially grew up together, and they're the best of friends. Zasalamel can't think of a more fitting passtime than playtime AND Naptime with Yashima. Yay!
Neveah: She finds it amusing that he doesn't see her as a girl because of her wings. She finds this boy adorable, and she made a mental note to brush up on her Japanese for the next time she mets him. Of couse she DIDN'T brush up on it, but he ended up speaking English on their next meeting so, yay. Also, she sees him as a free babysitter. Double Yay.
Kishi
Zah: Kishi is the only girl Zah DOESN'T see as a girl. Sort of. They wrestled in Zah's room on their last meeting. He's kind of irked she keeps getting bigger than him, and he's secretly vowed to grow bigger and taller than she one day, just because he can.
Neveah: She likes Kishi essentially because Kishi can babysit, and also because the Succubus girl is part of her Operation Get Zah to be Good around Girls. Hurrah for using other people's children. Also, she enjoys Malen's company, because he's nice and offers babysitting as well.
People they've met
Kierla and Aricia: Neveah and Kierla have a running bet on whether or not Moon Frogs exist. Neveah thoroughly plans to win that bet because...well...she's stubborn. All things aside, she likes these two.
Airaka and Xtol: Neveah seems to say the wrong things around her, but hey...Neveah likes her anyway. When Xtol went to Kay's party, he fell on top of Zah. Zah wasn't angry but surprised, and his shrieking at the other boy to get off of him could probably be taken the wrong way.
Kyocho and Oak: When Neveah first met Kyo, he tripped and broke a lamp. Now he has a baby ghost! They met again but didn't talk much...but he seemed hesitant around Zasalamel. Maybe he knows Zah's a Drow?
Daniel and Bennu: Zah seemed to keep drifting closer to the baby ghost when they met. Otherwise, too brief a meeting to draw up an opinion.
Nephrenia and Ryvan: Pretty wand! ...Offer for babysitter? INSTANT GOOD BOOK + Brownie points! Everything else Pending.
Coailiann: Zah thought he was going to be stuck in one room with her for an entire weekend. He was scared.
Cal and Raidne: Neveah pities him because she knows what he's going through, but doesn't envy him because hell, she's happy Zah's not a baby anymore. Zah likes Cal, but is unsure of Raidne. He knows she's a girl but...something about her song makes him curious.
Rouge: Taaaall Pirate Lady. Neveah got nervous about her wings once. Otherwise, the lady seems nice.
Aurrek: Neveah likes his name. She also doesn't envy him because he has a baby. Zah likes him because he's a boy. Further opinions pending.
Foes
-Coming soon!-
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 7:18 pm
His Discoveries
-Coming Soon!-
Gifts from Neveah and Others
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 7:19 pm
Recently
+ Erased until Zah hits Kid
In the Past
March
+ The wand wisps!
+ Neveah meets Kierla and the Pegasus wand!
+ Neveah meets Patrick and Yashima!
February
+ Neveah talks Philos, her boss, into letting her study the wand and the soul that comes out of it, to prevent her from moving every few months.
+ Neveah receives a strange wand...
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 6:51 am
Basics 
Name: Neveah-Surugata
Alias: Liah, Nee.
Gender: Female
Race: Butterfly Humanoid
Occupation: Traveling Folklorist and Part-time Novelist
Charges: None; Neveah lives alone.
Hair Colour: Bright blue, fading into black tips
Eye Colour: Aqua
Skin Tone: Very Pale Caucasian
Distinctive Marks: Long Antennae out of the top of her head, A set of Butterfly wings, gloves of 'fur' on her forearms and very slanted, narrow eyes. She has five earrings in each of her fork-tipped ears, and three golden rings around each of her antennae.
Other Markings: Swirls of blue under her eyes, and patches of brown skin on her arms, ribs/stomach, and legs.
General likes: Butterflies, Daylight, Shrubbery, Foliage, Being around people, Traveling, Brightly coloured things, and anything that is shaped like a flower.
General dislikes: The cold, Fighting, Spiders, Snakes and garbage.
Hobbies: Gardening, Writing, Dancing, Reading, Staring into space.
Detailed
Abilities:
Shifting: Neveah, being a Butterfly Humanoid, has the ability to turn into a butterfly that is no bigger than a normal monarch. In her butterfly form, she is predominately blue and black.
Dancing: In both Humanoid and Butterfly form, Neveah is a beautiful dancer. She in entrancing to watch, and can easily silence a crowd by dance alone. She has a variety of dances, but many of them are used to give a calming effect. She can also dance to put someone to sleep, to reassure them, and rarely, she has a dance of sadness that may bring one to tears. If she dances the latter, however...she does it when she is alone, for it is a way for her to cope.
Personality: Keeping to the stereotype of 'Social Butterfly', Neveah could usually be found around a big group of people, talking with complete strangers, or perhaps being flighty with the people she knows. If not in a big group, she'll usually be outside of her small three bedroom house, surrounded by other butterflies and either gardening, dancing, sitting at her laptop or sitting with an old fashioned pen and paper, either writing a story or a report on the newest folklore she discovered. Neveah can be anywhere from silly to sarcastic to serious, though the former two are much more common than the latter. She can also be rather flutter-brained, meaning she'll stand there for a few minutes, start going towards one thing, then change her mind and go in a different direction, and then another...and so on and so forth until she finds what she wants to do. A kind soul, she can't help but try to help the people around her...unless she's working as a folklorist, in which case she detaches herself and lapses into such a period of seriousness that might seem scary to most people, her boss included. She'll also often slip into bouts of hysteria or paranoia when it comes to work; she's convinced her editor, Philos, will kidnap her and ship her off to the moon to study moonfrogs. Nobody really knows why, but a year and a half of traveling across a country side on your own would cause problems or insecurities. She has absolutely no idea on how to deal or raise children, and she lives alone, aside from the random butterflies that dance around the house.
The Backstory Neveah Surugata came from a large family, as most butterflies do. Being the youngest of that clutch, she never really learned how to deal with younger siblings or children in general, because she was that baby sibling that everyone had to watch out for, whether it be for protection or for protecting oneself from being pounced on.
She joined a dance school when she was six and absolutely loved it; she continued dancing until she was nineteen, when she instead found writing to be her calling. Keeping her dancing as a hobby now instead of a job (she was a dance instructor for a year), she focused on writing. Early on she was drafted to work as an assistant to a Folklorist, where she traveled to various places and gathered information on their myths and legends, when wrote about them. Neveah loved this work, and she put as much soul into documenting folklore that she had dancing when she was younger. When the folklorist retired, she took over his job, though she herself still has no assistant to speak of.
As an assistant Folklorist, Neveah never spent much time at home, and therefore never had a real home. Once she became a real folklorist she bought herself a small, three-bedroom home on the outskirts of Barton, closer to the lake than anything. Even though she has a house to call her own, she still disappears for months on end for work.
She lives on her own with no mate or child to care for, though she does have a variety of butterflies that seem to follow her around, or stay around her house. Though aside from the constant traveling and lore researching, Neveah leads a rather calm life, and she wouldn't have it any other way.
A year and a half ago she was sent on a misson to write up a report on an old village's ceremonies and beliefs, but by the time she had gotten there, their documents and anything of importance had been moved across the continent. That year and a half was spent fruitlessly tracking every piece of information down; every document and book was either to worn, bloodsplattered, wet, or just plain inpossible to read. Discouraged, she came home and, instead of getting a break, found a certain wand shoppe...
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 9:12 am
Home is where the heart is
Location: Outskirts of Barton
Occupants: Neveah, Zasalamel, Prince, Duke, Verwin, Tyranna, +A Tiger and an Owl
Rooms: Four bedrooms, Two bathrooms, Kitchen, Living room, Computer room, Mini-library.
Floor plans coming soon!
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 9:13 am
Neveah's Drow Research
Appearance
+ Their hair colour is traditionally Grey or White
+ The common eye colour is red, and a drow with lavendar or yellow eyes is very rare.
+ Their skin is usually obsidian, but can also be grey. Albino Drows are Moon Drows, and cannot be found in Menzoberranzan.
+ All drow have slight frames, and depending on their city, can either be very tall, or be of medium height.
+ Once they chose a preferred style of clothing, they'll do their best to not alter it too drastically. If they do alter it, it'll be for convienience alone.
Drow Society
+ Females are Superior, Males are Inferior
+ The Houses are run by the head female, or Matron, and their house rank shows their standing and power within the Drow city. The lower the house number, the closer they are to Lloth, and the higher they are in her favor (Example: House Felan's house rank was four, but dropped down to seven after Zasalamel's disgrace ruined them).
+ The main rule is kill or be killed, and don't get caught doing it.
+ Crossing an angry Female's path can lead to a random lashing.
+ They are strict; even a mundane slip of the tongue can lead to punishment.
Religion
+ Lloth is the Spider Queen, and the ruling Diety of the Drow.
+ Only Females can become Clerics and Priestesses.
+ Sacrifice is best; Torture is loved. Lloth loves pain and death, and that is just what the Priestesses give her. Even a family member killing another family member makes her giddy with glee.
Their Cities
+ Drow live underground. It is frequently called 'Underdark'. Zasalamel was from the main city of Menzoberranzan.
+ In Menzoberranzan, there is a 'clock' of sorts in the middle of the city. A wizard heats up the pillar with magic at the start of each day, and as the day goes on the pillar cools down, therefore the infrared dims. The dimmer the stone's red is, the later in the day it is.
Relationships with other races
+ They despise every race, especially surface elves. Naturally, the Surface elves feel the same way, and each race will murder any member of the other race if they are unfortunate enough to be caught. This explains why the Elves tortured Zasalamel.
+ Drow have a bad habit of raiding the tunnels of Dwarves, as the Dwarven tunnels are often indirectly linked to the tunnels to the Underdark.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 9:14 am
Neveah's notes on Zasalamel
Physical stature
He's only a toddler, but he's clearly taller than the average one. I swear, he looked older than he really is! Also, he's thinner than the average toddler, and yet he eats like a horse. Its odd to have a toddler taler and thinner than most (I keep getting looked at like I'm starving this kid, ugh). Other than that, there have been no other changes. His skin is still black, his hair is still white, his eyes are still purple, his ears are still pointed.
The Senses
I've found his hearing to be excellent, to the point of being able to hear something before even I do...and I have damned good hearing! Of course, all elves have great hearing, so I suppose a dark elf is no exception. His sense of smell is...fair, for a toddler. Probably no higher than average just yet. He loves to touch things, so that's average too...I have no idea how he tastes, so I assume that is also average. But his sight. He has AMAZING eyesight in the dark, but his eyesight is weak in the light. He can see, but it hurts him and I assume his vision is blurred. He's much more sure-footed (as sure-footed as a toddler can be) in the pitch dark.
Language
I speak only english and the babies do nothing but babble, and yet Zah speaks a language that clearly is not english, but still has structure to it. I'm pretty sure this is his native Undercommon language. I've identified simple words for 'Mother' 'Food' 'Hungry' 'play' 'yes' 'no' and a whole bunch of others from just having to deal with him on a daily basis. Its a difficult language I must say, but I don't get why he speaks Undercommon when I only speak English, and yet...he understands me.
Social Stature
Like I suggested before, he's almost afraid of women, once he realizes there's a woman nearby. There are a few girls he seems to pretend aren't girls; I know this because he was wrestling with Kishi, a girl-child of a friend, during one visit. When he's self-conscious, he notices the presence of females even more, to the point where he's shy around an entity that hasn't solidifyed yet, but is still female. Around fellow boys he's loud, exciteable, and generally a social buterfly.
Around me, its touch and go. He likes to see how far he can go with me (but apparently that's normal), but he's still polite and generally well behaved. When I give him trouble, he's genuinely upset and tries to change. I guess thats what happens between a Drow mother and child.
Weaponry
Well, Zasalamel's aquired a slingshot, I'm not quite sure how. He's been slinging tin foil balls at things, and so far his aim is pretty good. More to come on this, though.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 9:15 am
From Toddler to Kid
Duration: Three Month Minimum
- 6 Journal entries from you (5/6)
- 7 Open OR Closed- Session RPs (7/7)
- 1 Multi-post growth quest.
- 1 1,000 word minimum "Growing" or "Coming Home" post from the quest.
Enoh's To-do List Front Page Things
+Update images
+Update info
Post things
+Narrative: Letter FROM Philos
+Journal: Neveah ignoring Philos' letter, but ranting anyway; Zah+twins
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 9:16 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 9:17 am
Thank you so much!
Ghosts of the Past (c) Kyrianna
Zasalamel's Profile (c) Enoh Love
Zasalamel's Banners (c) Me
Zasalamel's Art (c) Kaynne
Other art (c) Enoh, unless otherwise stated
Spider Images are colour-altered clipart
Lyrics in Banners are the drow translation of 'Kinslayer' by Nightwish
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