Quoted By:
"Not long after the war with our surfacer cousins sent us into exile, we were at war once more. For in those days, many of our people worshipped not only the Spider Queen, but also Ghaunadaur, god of exiles and That Which Lurks in the dark. Older than even Lolth and all of the darthiiri gods themselves, Ghaunadaur commanded many of our people, making him the enemy of the Weaver of Webs. For many decades, the Ilythiiri were divided, our new city in the Underdark already a ruin."
You pause briefly, allowing the children a moment to digest the information that you've provided before proceeding. "With no end to the fighting, Lolth commanded her favorite priestess, Menzoberra the Kinless. to lead the most worthy of our people far to the north of Ilythiir, away from the long war that had broken us a second time."
Leaning against a nearby table, you draw a heavy sigh, recalling the story as you've heard it so many times. "All throughout the the Underdark they fought, defeating every foe they faced during their travels. For years, they wandered in search of the promised land of our goddess, losing half their number along the way. Yet the goddess is cruel, for once the Ilythiiri led by Menzoberra arrived at their destination, tired and wounded, their final test awaited them."
