While tyrants rule and shadows grow, we bravely brave the night.
With courage, in flight, our oath resounds: For light and splendour of life!

Take sword and staff and dragon fire, go with us into battle!

The last few months have passed quietly. Mother says this is the calm before the storm and we should be prepared for everything. For this reason she also gave m...

Although I don't like to be the center of attention, I always loved my birthdays. A human custom introduced by father. Mother always sent us outside in the morn...

Just as I was going through some new movements with Mother, a voice rang out behind us. A deep, feminine voice. Mother seemed to know who she was, because she p...

The cycle is drawing to a close. From the direction of the city one could already hear the celebrations, partly even see them. Mother always looked forward to t...

The stone is getting colder and I am looking forward to the theoretical class, because meanwhile I have pulverized the third mannequin and even if my mother see...

"Seke khalith mii'n tluin hyrr'ol xuil dosstan. Rak'nes vel'drav klezn inbau dubo" were my father's first sentences in the language of the Drow. In his language...