The Four Treasures

"For all I care, you can kill each other," I said offhandedly, not really listening to the conversation. I was more concerned with our paladin.

"If I don't stop the bleeding, he's going to die. Somehing about that blade he's carrying around is preventing the wound from closing. Drow magic of some sort." I told Valin, examining the Half-Breed's wound. "If I pass out, don't worry. Just let me rest." Removing my gauntlet, I laid my hand on Alexanta's arm and called forth my innate ability to sacrifice my own vitality for that of someone else.

Soon enough, I felt Alex's wound close under my palm. I couldn't bring back his lost blood, but at least the wound was no longer a threat.

"That's...all I can do," I gasped, breathing heavily after expending so much energy. My arm hurt like the Nine Hells, but at least I didn't black out. Healing a Servant of Law was a walk on the beach next to healing a Servant of Chaos. I wasn't even going to TOUCH the drow, let alone try to heal him.

I turned to Diz at his question.

"What makes you think that?" I demanded.

I look up and thank Lathander, i look at my arm. It's was now healed and in my belt was the sword i had dropped in the tavern, and the dagger tale.

" i just thought that you possibly could, because you seem to be the law upholding type person, willing to help people in need of it. just a thought since right now no one can tell if either the preistess or i were lying." looking down at my arm i knoticed the arrow again "oh yea, i should probably deal with this" i quickly pulled the arrow through the rest of my arm, nearly fainting at the pain, quickly i ripped a strand off my cloack adn tied it around the wound tightly possible. "crude, but it will do the trick.... i hope"

"I help those who deserve it, and deal punishment the same way. Don't confuse me with some petty constable," I said.

As Alexanta thanked his god, Valin looked over at him. "I'd be thanking Seraph, were I you. Your god had nothing to do with it."

I chuckled and turned to the two drow.

"Frankly, I could not care less if you two live or die. You have not proven yourself different from your brethren in any way. You merely killed them. It happens all the time in Menzobberanzon. In fact, isn't it true that Houses wage war on one another constantly? And that the ruling Council ENCOURAGES it? I said I didn't blame you for the drow attack. You have yet to prove yourself reliable to me."

To Alexanta, I said, "Heal Driznarden. I may not trust him, but I won't let him die."

(zelithon)

I assumed the griffin was talking to me and ignored the rude ones. "If you are talking to me, Griffin, you shuold know three things; one i have no intention of going back to our relm, two i was not part of those drow, i have no idea what they were after, i am on my own mission wich brings me to three i am here for revenge on him" i indicated Diz with a snarl,"and four, I am no coward! It is not my fault he captured me but dumb luck thanks to his cluts dog. Ok fine so there was four things you shuold know. humph! anymore questions, before you very kindly release me?"

"still no trust or care from the humans or elves, and yes it is true we kill each other all the time, but why i ask you would the most powerfull house in all of menzoberanean go to all the trouble, to kill me? why would they send thier youngest son and scores of drow to kill me? because i was somehow a threat to them, i was always different from the rest of drow, never the same. But hell , how am i supposed to know, all i did was set fire to the acadamy of magic, and kill an assasin which happened to be his wife" i said pointing to the still unconsious wizard.

"and for reliablity i have no idea how i can prove myself usefull to a human or elves, no humans or elves ever see how, it would normal if you saw me no different. Its al becaus of this blasted skin and appearence"

"Perhaps if you showed any care for anything other than staying occupied and not 'bored,' you would be treated differently."

"well, i did show care for other things once, trying to keep occupied is my way of running from my past; and keeping it out of my thoughts"

"Sure but i need to ask how i get my sword back, Driz this might hurt a bit" i unwrap the bandage on his arm and summon the power to heal him. This was the first time i tried to heal a drow, suddenely flashback in my head came of the drow life it was a stranger walking through a burning desert then it went to the stranger killing a mage i finished try to grin, but i couldn't what i saw was horrible. I moved on to the next Drow, not wanting to see another flashback like that i lay my hands on the other drow and again saw flash back of it's life. There one of burning down a mage school with people still in it, Driz and the girl had been lover, but what they had done i could not forgive. i went to talk to Valin and trold him what i saw.

I grinned.

"Running from you past only makes your future bleak," I told him. "Perhaps it is time you faced your past."

"i already am, its staring me in the face as we speak"

"Well there you go. You can't run this time. I fear Valin here would put an arrow in you before you could begin to mutter an incantation." I turned to the female drow.

"Who are you, and why do you think this man is crazy? What makes you any dfifferent?"

Diz's last coment almost made me angry enuoph to brake my bonds. "You, you, you... worthless basterd" i stuttered in anger, "After you promiced you wuold come back for me you left me wondering around lost in that horrible place for 30 years! You ran away during that war to save your own mangy skin! I had loved you now i want you to die a slow painful death. You ran away from your past you say, but you mean you ran away from me!" I was in a rage.

I grabbed the drow woman's face with one ungauntletted hand and made her look into my eyes.

"You are in no position to be acting this way, madam. Answer me, or I will have no choice but to torture it out of you. I am not above such behavior."

"no dont seraph, thats the truth"
"learil" i said quitly looking downward; "i thought they had killed you. when we were seperated i called out for you, and you for me, but you went down and I was knocked out; later i searched for days and nights not sleeping or stopping. I searched for years, going through hell to find you, I tried, but i failed you.... and myslef"..