Role

Chapter 4

Xeneth looked down upon the orb and quickly ran back to the pedestal. She
placed it back within the sangraal and then attempted to pull her hands away.
No luck. Her hands were seemingly magnetized to the orb and one with it. She
kicked her leg up and even went so far as to stand atop the orb and try to
kick off but now her feet were stuck too and trapping her in a crouching
fetal position.

"What mess have I gotten myself into!" exlaimed Xeneth. Her nostrils flared
and she gave out a shrill yell. The more she pulled away from the orb the
more stuck she found herself. A sudden idea came to her mind and she looked
down at the orb to find her feet atop the white colored part of the orb and
she knew the black side must be below in the sangraal. Her idea was to give a
short hop and pull the orb out of the sangraal and try to crush the orb on
the ground below in an attempt to make the opposing sides touch. It was not a
great idea but desperation breeds stupidity in dire straits.

One.

Two.

Three!

Xeneth pulled up and she found herself and the orb quickly hurtling to the
ground. With a crackling sound the orb smashed flat like a pumpkin dropped
from a tall oak. A surge was felt throughout the room and many eyes began
blinking and looking around curiously to find a female form crouched upon a
pile of dust. Quick and libelous accusations began circling Xeneth and panic
began to form sweat all over her body. They blamed her for the orbs
destruction, even if they had not seen the act happen, but it was now the
last thing she was worried about. There was a great pain felt in the back of
her head in that moment of the orb breaking and she could feel her grasp on
magic fade through her fingertips. As time passed tempers cooled and the
current handmaiden came to the conclusion Xeneth's magical prowress was so
strong it broke the shadowstone, and it was widely accepted by the other
drow. However, with no ability to display this prowess, Xeneth was sent to
train in the barracks for military work among the ranks of soldiers. She
would gain physical discipline but with the loss of her power she felt
unfulfilled in the ranks of Teth Azeleth. In a years' time, she decided to
find greater purpose on the surface, an act frowned upon by the First House,
but there were many legends who walked the halls of the Academy and Xeneth
was confident in her ability. There was no life for her in the Underdark and
the difficult choice to forge a new path and find adventure was what she decided.