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Zeblithtlar

Drow 'exotic dancer' working at a sleezy strip club at the seedy underbelly of the city.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Ironman11, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

ZEBLITHTLAR

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PYSHICAL INFORMATION

Race: Elf
Sub-Race: Dark Elf or Drow
Ethnicity: ‘Spider Kisser’ or Llothian Underdark
Height: 5’-1’’
Weight: 121 lb
Hair Color: Silvery
Eye Color: Red
Body Structure: Slender, Petite
General Health Condition: Moderate Health
Smoker?: Yes
Drinker?: Yes
Health Problems: Several Sexual Transmitted Diseases, Eating Disorder

SOCIAL INFORMATION

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio
Element: Water
Personality: Polite, Calm, Collected, Manipulative, Bigot, Two-Faced, Survivalist
Likes:
Dislikes:
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Political Affiliation: Political Independent
Occupation: Exotic Dancer
Social Class: Lower Class
Martial Status/Relationship Status: Single
Past Relationships: None (worth mentioning)
Friends: Duag Fryn'ithra
Enemies: Zen, EvaLazaro
Alliance: The Pleasure Den
Former Alliances: None

SPECIAL ABILITIES


GENERAL INFORMATION

Name: Zeblithtlar Adinaun
Alias: “Charlotte the Spider”
Rank or Title: None
Gender: Male
Age: 132
Age Appearance: Youthful
Character’s Alignment: Neutral
Character Class: Charismatic Hero
Date of Birth: 12th day of Farreach (November 19th)
Relevance to Wing City: The drow male is an employee of the seedy night club known as The Pleasure Den as well as a illegal immigrant to the city itself.

ORIGINS

Dimension or Space of Origin: Urban Arcana
Homeland: The Underdark
Education: The School of 10,000 Painful Beauties, a education in the arts of sensual pleasures and trades.
Backgrounds: Raised under the oppressive heel of a cruel society.
Biological Father:
Biological Mother:

STATS

Power:
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Awareness:
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Combat:
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Intellect:
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Technique:
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Endurance:
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Magic Resitance:
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Vitality:
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Engery:
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Spiritual:
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Power
How much power this character has in terms of strength and how hard the character hits

Speed
How fast this character moves in terms of running to attacks.

Awareness
How fast this character reacts and realizes.

Combat
How well this character is in melee and how well attacks are executed.

Intellect
How smart this character is in information and analyzing things, objects, and people.

Technique
How well this character uses skills/magic

Endurance
How much damage or injuries this character can take.

Magic Resistance
How much resistance toward magic this character can take as well as endure it.

Vitality
How much stamina this character has to move around.

Energy
How much energy this character has to use skills and magic

Spiritual
How well this character is connected with religion/gods/spirits/

POCCESSIONS


HISTORY

So begins...

Zeblithtlar's Story

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Zeblithtlar only listened to the man nodding his head helplessly as he cringed away from the scene. He wanted to bark back at the fool, but arguing to a man with a loaded gun was unwise. He then saw that the woman was fleeing away from the scene. "No! No! Please! No foot! No foot!" he expressed knowing that her presence meant his life. "Please! Stay! I foot! I foot far! No stay here!"

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Zeblithtlar did not answer instead turning over to Daug Fryn'ithra the only ticket to his survival at the current moment. He rushed over to his side tears running down his eyes as he clenched the dark elven warrior's side. If anything he could serve as a good shield for the bullet itself. He then spoke in undercommon the tongue of the drow, his words were far more refine, pleasing to the ear but that tune could not hide the desperation and fear in his speech.


"(Help! Help! Please save my life Daug! The one eyed one! he is a mad man who lusts only for my death! To please his wided eyed mistress for her desire to see me dead! Please Daug! I do not want to die! I do not want to die!)

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Zeblithtlar brought himself closer to Duag "Verrian vol'dashanel!" Honestly exclaiming that 'he did not know'. He turned his eyes back to the one eyed man and the maiden.

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Zeblithtlar released a breath of good faith. If Daug had not been there sooner the filthy animals would have blown his head off. Hypocritical worms the renvir were, showing the same matter of malice and virtues that were perfect by the dark elven at the same time their society claiming to cast it down.

They were nothing but maggots and inferiors in every sense of the word the creature even hesistated to kill him showing his lack of a drive to. A true drow would not have hesistated even if he was wrong he would kill him to prove he was never wrong on anything!

He hated this one eyed man, he wanted to slid his throat for the hullimilation he had put him through... but he would have to be patience. At the moment he was nothing more than the mere victim of a hate crime and a misunderstanding. "Verrian vol'dashanel.." he stated again as his grip tighten upon Daug Fryn'ithra. stating again that he 'did not know.

"Lo'natash ru'ten valdeem neeiar sylune ree'daliven." he confessed as more tears rolled out of his eyes and a face of great terror stroke in his face. The drow had just uttered in undercommon the hate and intolerance that people gave the drow for the misdeeds of their foremothers, how they could never leave such predjulice and for the first time in this city how he truly felt alone.

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Zeblithtlar hugged Daug Fryn'ithra with a face of terror though secrecy he grinned deep inside. One good thing came from all this grief, he had cemented Daug as his permanent protector gaining both his effeciton and his trust.

Pulling away for a brief moment the drow suddenly moved inward and planted a passionate kiss across the drow warrior's lips to seal the deal.

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Zeblithtlar shifted his attention speaking in undercommon as he still remain close to his defender. "(I do not know what I did to make her so upset. I have never seen this woman before. Her lover must have somehow thought that my presence was upsetting her. He pulled out the gun and asked me what I was doing! I walk into the bar and that is the first thing I see. I... do not understand this! Did he assume I was doing something awful by walking inward!?"

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Zeblithtlar hand slowly moved to Duag Fryn'ithra chest as he motioned to speak to him in more undercommon. "Naveen! Naveen renvivr! Val'loth nasdale!" Telling him not to even mind the human for now, for he was simply not worth it. He attempt to tug the drow to the entrance.

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Zeblithtlar motioned over to whisper something into Duag ear.

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Zeblithtlar held Duag Fryn'ithra's hand closely. He would be very hard to explain to the others tomorrow night if word had spread. For all extends and purposes this was a good alliance, he would explain it to the chapter if he was every confronted.

He could not afford his life to be in a constant limbo of life and death and Daug was indeed a very impressive warrior. "Morritash nubuhigh..Validen." he announced stating 'then let me give you reason otherwise' in undercommon as he left him through the doors.

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Zeblithtlar somewhat smiled, though the words from Duag explained much. There was a large implying that the warrior had devolved in the madness of love and why he was glad to escape the Underdark. He was still half nude as he sat upward and kept his companion's arms wrapped around his person.

"Your heart is as loyal as your blade... I would not want this any other way. Besides last night compensated far more than it needed to." he slightly teased as he took a gander around the room. The two were located in the underground dark elf ghetto of the city. .A tunnel system located in an alley way.

Many of the homes and quarters were built into the tunnels and the pair were in one of those rooms, Zeb's apartment in side alley.

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[i]The room was not much, a mere single room with a kitchen and a bathroom built into it. A wide arrange of spider webs were dangled across the walls a small shrine had been placed against one of its edges.

There was also a small table which held an almost ancient computer and a small hand held T.V. radio was upon the kitchen counter. The drow slightly sighed a tad bit.

"It was the only residence that I could afford..." he spoke in undercommon "Allow me... to show you something." he offered as he crawled over to the bathroom. He slightly worked around the small bath and bucket as he pulled up a loose rock that acted as a fake floor board.

There he pulled out a small wad of wing city bank notes as he moved back to face Duag. "Working I have been earning a great deal of money..." he stated. In reality, his horde was far more greater than this, in fact his money storage was in a different location but his companion did not have to know that.

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Zeblithtlar grinned, the drow might be mad but he certainly caught on easy. He lied besides the weak drow as he showed him the collection of bills once more "What do you think this money is for?" he inquired.

"I have been applying for a mortgage for a home somewhere out of side alley... But that is a notion the human find odd... considering my... occupation no one has touched on the subject. I have a great deal of savings.. but not enough for a down payment.. Yet.. and I would not know where to look for homes in the city." he stated as he kept close to Duag.

"If... the others were to ever... find out about us, I would not survive long here. You should know how odd it is to see two drows being together and wanting... something more than just...lust or control." He expressed.

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Zeblithtlar was speechless before falling upon his lover grasping him close. Or at least... pretended to be speechless. He grinned inside he was now a bit more closer to cementing himself into the city. Tears stream down his eyes as he held himself tightly to him.

"Thank you! Thank you!" he exclaimed. The only thing that bothered him was how he was going to explain this to the local chapter? If they had found out if he manipulated a weak drow into a new home they might have spoiled his plans for their own ends. Then again, if he told them the drow let him stay for the purpose of love he could have found himself quickly on the altar.

It was indeed a very sticky situation he found himself in, but for the mere moment he found a way out of the poor slums of Side Alley. For that moment he could breath a bit easier.

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Zeblithtlar listened to his words as he slowly rose up "Excuse me.." he stated for a brief moment as he began to slowly redress in his own clothes and then began to opening a small bag. There was not much to pack, a load of sleezy, tasteless outfits for work, a few... 'toys' of sorts, a set of inscents and in a few other things around the house.

"The forest border? Is it safe?" he asked the warrior.

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Zeblithtlar looked to the weapon. A cruel thought came to his head one of these day this would be the exact same weapon he would use to kill Duag. But the authorities were rather cunning within this land and it would be hard to get away with. Some how he had to figure to murder his so called 'lover' before he lost interest in the drow without it ever being linked back to him.

He smiled as he held the daggers in his hands and then brought it close to him. "Thank you Duag... Thank you very much." he uttered in undercommon as he placed the weapon actually underneath his jacket instead of his bag.

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Zeblithtlar paused for a moment... He remembered that of 'the others' who might have observed their escape. He paused for a moment before nodding his head "Yes... there is one thing I need you to do and this is something you must not question me on. If you truly trust me you will do this." he announced to the other drow.

"The moment we step outside, I want you to strike me and say the cruelest thing you can possibly imagine and then tell me to follow you... You must not show a single ounce of regret in this not until he have far past the exit to Side Alley.

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Zeblithtlar pressed his hand around his own companion's "Believe me when I say I wish there was a better way... But this is something I need you to do or else the two of us will be in constant trouble... It will only be this one time I promise." he stated

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Zeblithtlar stepped outside as well. He was glad he could persuade Duag to draw away suspicion from the couple. After this the local chapter would simply see this as another 'relationship' many of the drow partook one of who can wield more power and control over the other.

The drow stepped outside he could already see the flash of red eyes far off in the distance. There stood Ra'vel one of the members of the local chapter of Lloth. He could not see, but he could tell he was watching them from afar.

To add to the charade he shivered grasping his cheek once more. "Verridan! Verridan! Du'rux nastah!" he exclaimed begging for the drow not to strike him again as he held up his cheek in disguise. Mere words would not cut it though, he know this would take more than that.

The others in the community all stared not entirely caring for privacy as they saw this a more important to note down the claiming of a potienal mate. Many began to gossip around them wondering who this new comer was and how skillful of a blade he was.

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Zeblithtlar would grin if he knew it would break character. He would laugh at this pathetic performance knowing the truly weak animal inside, unworthy of the race of drow. But now was not the time and Zeblithtlar needed to kept to his part.

He slightly cringed and trembled before the warrior and he slightly held himself together nodding hastely in flase sense of fear. He rose from the ground as he picked up his things and followed the drow away. The others nodded as though this occurance was as normal as it got.

Before he could exit he caught a glance of the priestess. She was the head of the local chapter within that of side alley. Though she did not say anything there was a twisted look upon her face as she had been spying on the scene from a great distance. Afterward she simply vanished away without every saying a single thing.

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Zeblithtlar made his through the streets of Wing City. The rain was fat and pouring and pouring madly with any chance of seizing. It was so horrible the dark elven male couldn't even light his own lighter. He was soaked to the bone and he could hear the distance thundering further off.

He paused as his crimson red eyes focused upon the bright neon lights of Gambit's Bar. He took a look upon the streets, any figures if they were any were obscured in the rain. Bringing the top of his jacket back upward the drow made his way through the doors into the warmth of the bar.

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Zeblithtlar simply smiled as he kept his eyes on Duag though he heard the sound of coins near the duo. There were always added perks to these matter of affairs as Zeblithtlar simply sat by his companion's side.

He spoke once more, in the tongue of the dark elven, the dialect simply known as 'undercommon'. "(The taste of the human porter that you have ordered will warm us both us from the cold indecency.)" he commented as he motioned closer actually wrapping an arm around the warrior.

"(You are already pleasing me with your offering of a more secure home, so please allow me to pay this time.)" he offered as he pulled out a twenty dollar bill. As terribly distasteful and digusting it was to treat and please the inferior, it did give it a much better income than back breaking labor or more petty and even further humilating jobs like stuffing their fat throats with revolting burgers or digging ditches for their waste..

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Zeblithtlar poured a glass with for Duag and himself. The taste of the piss of a kobold, but at least the porter was a warm drink to digest if not a burning fire. Where the appeal was, the drow must have confessed he did not know.

He turned to the Warrior slightly raising a brow in confusion. "(Have I not been honest with you? When?)" he inquired.

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Zeblithtlar had his eyes focused upon Duag for a great ordeal. The conflict seemed to fix itself, a pawn forgiving that which he idolized for what would be cunning and insight. His attention was diverted to the same Maiden from a great while ago.

The same cursed girl that had her one eyed minion almost headless much to the champfer of his pawn to prevent. She would be the first one to be spilled upon the altar of Lloth one day, but at the moment he simply cringed as he motioned closer to Duag once more holding tightly upon him.

"(It... It is her Duag! The wicked cruel mistress who had sicked her warrior to kill me for...Please...Please don't let her harm me.)" he pleaded in a tone of fear.

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Zeblithtlar secretly smiled as he saw the maiden suffered, it was so sweet a sensation he had almost forgotten its taste. He held the drow warrior closer as the woman fled back upward once more the same frozen look of horror still upon his face.

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Zeblithtlar smiled sweetly at the presence of his protector and champion. The drow leaned inward to kiss the warrior's lips once more as he held his hand. "(I never understand how someone as low stationed as myself would every have the chance to meet such a wonderful man such as yourself.)"