Edition Enhancement
You can't comprehend how many drow rangers i've gone through today." the man was right. krusk actually couldn't.
Miles Away
Another day, another god-damned problem at the Ranch. "Don't worry, I've got condoms." I said, passing by the long haired Mizzandra, the dark elf who liked to play the piano in her skivvies. She shot a purple-lipped pout at me as I stalked into a...
Mists of the Past
Melora, meanwhile, just grinned as she forced direza to bob her head over the thick shaft, repeatedly hitting the back of the slim drow's throat.
Mother - (Kreet 57)
I was taken away from them by the drow. far away and too young to remember where i came from. but it wasn't terrible. it was routine and both me and my brother knew it would happen.
Age of Cataclysm: Book 1-Chapter 16
"and because the leader is a drow, you're going to presume that it's a part of pheha?" "that's the theory."
Icebound - Chapter 7
"so...you went out hunting, were attacked by something, fell unconscious for three days, then walked for another three days through drow, bandit, and monster infested forest, despite a broken arm and sprained ankle.
Gearing Up (Kreet 50)
We need to get some better travelling clothes, and something tells me you could do with a better weapon than that drow blade too." sigmundurr nodded and they soon found themselves in a small store. "hey! get them out of here!"
Age of Cataclysm: Book 1-Chapter 7
"you do realize that drow bitch and her crew are a branch of the entire phantom brotherhood, so we're disturbing a hornet's nest?"
Sunrise (Kreet 45)
You killed quite a few of my drow as i recall. well, perhaps 'met' is too strong. i became aware of you." the old man's eyes grew wide. "relax, sir bart. you were justified. i'm not here to take your soul." "eilistraee.
Brothers - (Kreet 86)
These weren't domesticated slaves of the drow like kallid. these were the wild, native kobolds of her own type. "hello. i'm kreet," she said, nodding to them both in turn.
Dreamless Sleep
Then it continued to rise in a torrential downpour, flooding the streets and painting everything, gagging and drowing me until i tasted the ocelot's bitter plasma forever. **"why?"** **"why?"** **"why would you hurt me, markus--"** "ah!"
The King's Company: Chapter Seven: The Guildmaster
A drow, a dark elf, wearing a cloak black as night, hiding most of his face besides glowing red eyes, each wielding a scimitar, pointed at them. a noise behind them showing two other figures of the same individual at the door.