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A muscular looking male waited outside the Auvryani household holing a small box. He looked rather menacing, covered in soot and having several burns. Inside the box were some very VERY dangerous looking arrow heads. They were headed for a warrior training school in another city where the second daughter of their house was in training. Her brother took great care to make sure she had the best arrow heads for her arrows despite the Matron's hatred for her daughter. The first born was a priestess-in-training and recieved all her attention. But he refused to let his sister fall short of her devotion to the goddess. He knew Shrilyn was devoted to being the best archer she could and work to further the goddess's cause. He believed she could which was why me made these deadly blades. Of all the mercenaries that came out of their house, he believed Shrilyn would be the deadliest.

The male looked to the white drow with a raised eyebrow. So it was true, this male was an albino. He wondered what he or his family had done to be punished with such pale skin. He was merely a poor drow, even lower than his own house. However his delivery servies seemed to be putting a bit of coin into his pocket. Ah well, his services were known to be good so he knew his sister would get the package. He held up the black wrapped package.

"Yes, this contains some very important items to be delievers to Shrilyn Auvryani who resides in the warrior training house of Llurth'Dreir. It is to enter her hands and her hands ONLY. I will pay one half, Shrilyn shall pay you the rest upon positive delivery. Do I make myself clear?" He held out a coin purse as well as the rather light box.

The male nodded at the man's explination of his travel arrangements. That was good enough, after all his sister was training quite far away. Traveling with a merchant band was a common thing for people. Safety in numbers they say. He thought of his dear sister and the hardships she had put up with to travel the great distance to the school. She had left to get away from her family so she could concentrate on training, however he suspected she would be returning home in time. What she would do then he could only guess.

"No, believe me I'll know if this isn't delievered." He grinned rather maliciously. If it wasn't delievered then Shrilyn would hunt this guy down, not something anyone would want. He waited for the drow to count his purse, a common trait amoung delivery boys. Many had been short changed before but he refused to do so with such an important package. It didn't look important, it wasn't even wrapped. It was merely a box with a simple latch on it. He knew Shrilyn did not appriciate frills on anything, it was rather useless to a warrior. Mostly mages liked the pretty stuff. "Good travels sir. And may you collect your other purse."

The school was quite large and was easy to get lost in. There were only a few of the areas viewable from the front. There was a main training area where young drow were being yelled at by elders, obviously new recruits. There was a training yard were several dagger fighters were practicing their fast quick attacks. There was also a main meeting room for guests or matrons to observe the school. Near this main area were guards of a sort, mostly there to make sure no one snuck in and wasted time. They glared a bit at the small white drow, wondering what he wanted. One finally spoke up, his voice deep and commanding. "What do you want pale one?"

A few passing drow just kinda stared at him as they walked by, whispering to each other. They were obviously sword fighters considering the large weapons on their backs. Females passed, laughing at the strange looking male. Not long after his arrival there was quite a bit of activity. As if his very presense was a call for all to come look at him.

The guard raised an eyebrow as the pale drow announced his profession and the current task which had brought him there. The someone near by laughed. It was a lithe young female twirling a dagger. "You actually want to find Shrilyn? Ha! Must be another delivery from her house. New sharp arrowheads. Nasty things they make. I know where she is. Follow me." She grinned a bit as she began to walk off. A sway in her hips made her seem quite flirty but then again dagger wielders were almost like thieves. Deceptice and decieving, just like they were trained. But all she did was tease with her body as she walked. They passed several other training areas; large ax swinging females and sword fighting males. Finally the 'twang' and 'thwap' of arrows being launched and landed were heard.

"There is the female you seek, pale one." She pointed a slender finger at the fast moving female on the obsticle course. The female was fast as she ran back and forth between targets. Her arrows flew straight and landed right where she wanted. She was lean and muscular, her muscles working under the dark skin as she pulled the bow back and let another arrow fly. Her instructors were watching her intensely. Archers were required to be able to fight both at a distance and up close.

The test didn't last much longer. Divintra was lucky, this was her last test of the day. She was being allowed a half free day if she could prove herself on this obsticle course. With a final arrow fired she came to a stop near her instructors. Her breath came some what heavy but over all she was not too winded. The instructors nodded to her and complimented her style. She nodded to them then blinked as she looked past them. The female who had lead the pale drow to the course made a motion toward him. Shrilyn looked over, nodded back to the other female, then began walking toward Divintra.

She was a very imposing female. Her amber eyes were cold but held no malice toward the male. In fact she really wasn't looking at him, she was looking at the box in his hands. She slung her bow across her body so it stayed in place and crossed her arms. She didn't tower over him but she was easily stronger. She smiled softly as she came closer, knowing exactly what was in that box. "That must be from my house. Come with me, I shall retrieve your payment. However I will check my package to make sure it is all in tact before you recieve any coin from me." She began to walk toward the dorms where the female archers slept. All the warriors slept with their fellows in arms. It was meant to promote a team atmosphere.

Shrilyn actually laughed at his statement. He was definately young, or at least not old enough to completely act upon his impusles. Most men would love a chance for a proper reason to enter the female's dorms. "No, but you aren't the first male in here nor shall you be the last." She smirked at him. Oh yes many males had passed into these halls, all lovers or just one nighters with the female warriors. Warriors were well known for their lustful attitudes, especially after a long battle. It was on way to help come down off the adrinaline high.

She opened the door and began to walk down the hall. Shes topped at one door and opened it. She had her own room, mostly because no one could stand to room with her. Arrows lined the walls like tropheys, each with a different head. She kept them up to study at night when all was quite in the dorms. She liked to keep a running inventory of her arrowheads and their uses. She walked to a bookshelf and took a book out. Opening it revealed it was a hiding spot for coin. She had the other half of his payment all ready for him. "Now, if I can see my package." She held out her hand.

"I certainly hope not. The package is extremely valuable and deadly." She smirked as she took the box and opened it. It was several layers deep of felt with pressed shaped to hold each individual arrowhead. Some looked sleak and normal. Others were jagged and rather malicious looking. Anyone hit with those would be in a great deal of pain and there would be no removing it unless they wanted to cause even more damage. She nodded in satisfaction and took out a piece of paper. She wrote a letter to her brother, telling him of his excellent work and thanked him for sending them. She sealed the letter with her family's stamp and handed it to the pale drow. She added a few coins to the purse she had taken out and handed it to him as well. "Deliever this back to my house. You may just drop it off at the door, I do not require you to deliver it directly to him."