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Chapter 6
Chapter 6.
He was provided with his own Piwafwi, the magical cloak that would mask his body heat in the infra red spectrum. Aramys also got for each of them curious magical masks, which she said would enhance their ability to blend with their surroundings, as well as having various other magical properties. They also had the side benefit of hiding their race to the casual observer, Entreri noted, putting on the plain black mask and pulling up the cowl of his cloak.
Aramys said that they would be headed to Duth-cloim, or Manyfolk, a wealthy mercantile quarter of Menzoberranzan, home and business district to the more privileged commoners of the city. What her specific purpose was, she wouldn’t elaborate on, merely telling him to stay close and be a s silent as possible.
She led him through the twisting passages outside of the Bregan Dearth complex in complete darkness, clutching part of his sleeve to lead him along, and Entreri couldn''t suppress a twinge of admiration for the girl''s stealth. Her feet made not so much as a whisper of sound as they moved, causing the normally silent assassin to feel clumsy and as noisome as a herd of Rothe trampling through the darkness. She led him expertly, making certain that he didn’t so much as kick a pebble out of place.
They didn’t speak as they continued their journey in the darkness and the man began to wonder how far they had traveled. Slowly, he becawareware of a growing light ahead, though it was very subtle, and a shifting of the air through the tunnel. There is an opening ahead, he thought to himself. He now could just see Aramys'' small form ahead of him, and as if in acknowledgement of the fact, the Elf-girl looked back to regard him. He started to ask a question, but the girl lifted a slim, pale finger to her lips, silencing him and motioning him to move closer to the tunnel wall. There was indeed an opening ahead of them, Entreri could see it now outlined, a slightly lighter darkness set against impenetrable black.
Aramys felt a surge of frustration as she led Entreri towards the outskirts of the Drow City. Unfortunately, the human couldn’t understand the silent drow handcode, and to speak aloud in this un-patrolled area could be dangerous despite the magic items she had garnered from Jarlaxle''s personal collection. Really, it was entirely too early for the man be set loose in dangerous Menzoberanzan, but Jarlaxle had sworn that even as he was, unable to understand the language, his surroundings, or even to see properly, Entreri would come to no harm. Hopefully, he won''t attract a lot of unwelcome notice and cause me to come to harm, the girl thought sullenly. He can''t even levitate properly. Aramys sighed inwardly.
At least their task was a simple one. Aramys was assigned to perform an assassination in Manyfolk, though all she planned to do tonight was to case the residence in question. The mark was a trader in magical potions that sometimes imbued her products with powers that weren''t asked for. A certain drow priestess had procured a beauty potion from this merchant. It had performed as specified- kind of. The drow priestess had been transformed into one of the loveliest female Kobolds anyone had ever seen. It had taken the prayers of ten priestesses of Lloth to return the livid priestess back to her natural shape. Had the merchant been a male, as were most merchants in the city, the priestess could have killed him outright and suffered no consequences for her actions. But since the merchant happened to be one of the rare female business owners in the city, a slightly more subtle approach was needed. She had contacted Bregan D''earth shortly thereafter.
And such was Aramys''s'' duty in the mercenary band. Outside of Bregan D''earth, Aramys was known as "Kalida Sha''lahl" or "shadow of death".
The girl laughed every time she heard the dramatic title, but such was the level of fear she had instilled in drow-kind. She had earned the reputation of an assassin who never missed her mark, so silent and deadly that the victim rarely knew what hit them. She had even developed considerable fame by successfully assassinating a number of drow priestesses and wizards, no simple task by any standards. Aramys felt a perverse satisfaction at knowing she caused nightmares in a people that were renowned for causing the nightmares of others.
And so the two reached the end of their passage and Aramys led the human out onto a small ledge of stone. It was from here that Artemis Entreri got his first view of the city of Menzoberanzan. He pulled his mask off and stared in amazement; nothing he had ever imagined could have prepared him for the sight. There was an eerie beauty to the place that took the man''s breath away. There seemed to be no logicsymmsymmetry to it, it occupied both the ceiling and ground of the large cavern where it was built. The majority of the larger buildings were carved from stalagmites and stalactites, the other buildings being constructed to imitate their free-flowing style. There was a suprising amount of light emanating from the place, but not the bright glow of torches and candles, but rather the soft, subtle gleam of magical lights and faerie fire.
The assassin looked to Aramys, where the girl stood poised with her mask hanging about her neck. Her beautiful face was lit softly by the faerie fire of the city below, but her expression was uninterested. Obviously she had seen the city enough times that it no longer had any power to awe her. Entreri was seized with a new amazement now, for it occurred to him that this girl, with her unadorned style and unearthly grace, took his breath away as well. He had always acknowledged feminine beauty, and in a disinterested way appreciated it, but he had never found himself as snared by it as others were. He suddenly realized the power such attraction held, for he felt himself drawn strongly to his companion. He considered sexual desire to be a weakness, and the thought that someone could extend such influence over him merely by her presence was terrifying, and yet undeniably exhilarating. Aramys watched Entreri''s amazed face as he caught his first view of the city.
where she had been born. It must be very different from his home, the girl thought as she watched him. Then strangely, the human wasn’t looking at the city anymore, but rather at her. She became very aware of his eyes on her, tangible as a touch, and she felt her face grow warm suddenly. His expression was something like that which jarlaxle wore when near her, caught between tenderness and desire, with a curious confusion thrown in. She felt strange that anyone other than the drow should look at her thus. Unly, ly, she shoved the mask back over her face.
"There may be drow patrolls as we get closer to the city", she said. "Keep your mask up always, it will serve to camouflage us magically in the visible spectrum, just as the Piwafwi will mask our body heat in the infra-red. And, more importantly, it will allow us to speak together aloud, muffling our voices to others."
"How very useful," Entreri noted, replacing the mask and forcing his unwelcome notions away. It must be too long since I have been with a woman, he thought, shaking his head and following the girl.
Without another word, she led him down the incline and toward Menzoberanzan.
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