User:Vlontyrr
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Vlontyrr, of House D'Jiv'undus
A relatively young drow, Vlontyrr was born the second son of the matron of House D'Jiv'undus, third house on the Drow Council. As Secondboy, he took up weapons at a young age, receiving the best training Trist'oth had to offer in the Warrior's Academy. He also trained directly under his uncle, Lar'e, the House's Weapons Master. Vlontyrr liked the older man, as much as he ever liked anybody. Through the teaching of Lar'e and the Academy, the young drow soon became proficient in a variety of weapons, taking to the trade with a quiet, grim determination, that would have made his father proud, if the man had lived.
As Vlontyrr neared the completion of his training, however, his elder brother, Daath, became the House Wizard, thus holding the titles of both Elderboy and Wizard. Unwilling to let this accomplishment stand unchallenged, Vlontyrr ambushed and murdered Lar'e. The older drow had a chance to fight, but he was aging, and Vlontyrr was young and full of ambition. House guards found the boy standing over his uncle's mutilated corpse, covered in the other's blood. He became Weapons Master then, a title he claimed himself, and stood ready to defend against all comers. Only his cousin, Lar'e's son, attempted to dispute the youth, for Vlontyrr's younger brothers were still but children, and after he sent his cousin to the same place as he had sent his uncle, no others were inclined to object.
Thus the drow made a name for himself early in life, nut he did not let that name sit idle. Rather, he served in the wars of his people, battling duergar, shadow gnomes, and worse creatures, gaining experience and skill. During that time, there were other attempts on his life from within his House, and those were met with brutal attacks and ruthless murder, to discourage any others from the same attempt.
At the beginning of the elf and drow conflict on the surface, Vlontyrr followed his brother Daath into the forests of Sage, wreaking havoc on the elves living there. After finding a surface dweller (a pixie named Urmelena) willing to meet him in combat and easily defeating her, taking the skin of her arm, Vlontyrr returned to the Underdark in disgust, hoping to find more worthy opponents down in the deepest caves below the earth.
He did, as a matter of fact, find what he was looking for. He fought against things that the surface dwellers wouldn't think of, not even in their worst nightmares. He fought against renegade drow, most driven half mad by the dark forces that constantly sought to devour them. It from was one of these wretched drow that Vlontyrr learned a fantastic new skill, on that pleased him. He found, after tormenting the defeated drow, that there was a way to call a dark power, through secret rituals, and use that power to enchant certain substances. More torture revealed the details of those rituals, and from that drow's skin Vlontyrr crafted his first enchanted armor; a pair of fine leather boots, given the ability to enhance the wearer's speed and agility. Most pleased, he began to wend his way toward home, swelled with this new, albeit as yet uncontrollable power.
Now Vlontyrr has returned to civilization, as it were, more ambitious and murderous than ever.