Butterfly's Finale

[Zakharra]

**This is my own thoughts on what I'd like to have happen after Inthara's death and in the far reaches of time, her Heart, Sheyreiza's. I have no idea if it would happen, but since Lolth is very manipulative, She'd give it a thought I think. I thank Mikayla and Vendrin for making Inthara's life such a joy and pleasure to be a part of. For those two, more than anyone else, truely are a part of the character that was and is Inthara Despana. They saw Inthara's birth and were there for her death. I will alkways treasure in my heart what I had with them and with Inthara.
Aluve' ussta 'chev Inthara. Dos ph' natha aglust d' tlun lu' zuch orn tlu ji. Dro lu' ssinssrigg al ussta Vynnessia.**

Inthara's soul fled from where she'd lived and died. Because she'd slain her son, Inthara fled down to the Demonweb Pits, to Lolth. Pain and agony race along her immaterial limbs as she lands in the Realm of Lolth. A yochlol took the young sorceress in hand and drew her deeper into the Webs. To face Lolth.

Trembling, she was set down before Lolth. Her golden eyes lowered in respect and fear.

Look at Me

The power of the voice and it's pure melodic timber made Inthara raise her eyes to look at her Queen. Lolth. The Queen of the Spiders, Mother of Lusts, Queen of the Ilythiiri. The goddess she'd followed because of her love for Sheyreiza. Lolth sat on Her throne. Her dark fell beauty overpowering the young sorceress and filling her soul with a deep chill. This was the goddess of the Drow. Eilistraee was far kinder and infinately more loving, but this goddess that Inthara knelt before .. She was power and grace. Everything that the Ilythiiri aspired to be. Strong, beautiful, cruel, given overwhelming grace and seduction perdonified. No Ilythiiri would or could ever aspire to be more than Lolth. Her malevolent crimson gaze held Inthara motionless as the goddess purused thru her memories and soul. Leaving nothing unlooked at or unseen.

A faint smile curved her lips as she looks down at the traitorious sorceress. You followed one of My priestesses for love. Knowing what the result would be. You knew that Sheyreiza would never return that love to you, yet you still followed her. Why? Her eyes challenged Inthara to answer.

"Because I love her more than life itself. Even though I knew that I could fail and would in time end up here, I love her too much to not follow her. She knows that she and she alone is My Heart. I will and have risked everything to be with her." Inthara's voice soft and trembling.

Lolth started to laugh. The sound echoing in the massive chamber. You risked this because of Love She fills the word with a eternity of derision and disgust at the concept. Yet you did it anyways. Let's see how long you can hold onto that 'love', Inthara Despana. Let's see how long you can last.... Her laughter came again as Lolth concined Inthara to an eternity of torture and anguish. Inthara's scream ripped from her throat as the torture began.

In the Demonweb Pits, time has no meaning. What is years in our world means nothing there, where time is fluid and flows at the ruler of the realm's wishes. Forward or backwards. Days can pass in our world and decades, centuries or millenium pass there.

So it was in the far reaches of time that the Ilharess Sheyreiza Auvryndar finally came before Lolth to be judged. Her deeds in life weighed and passed. Nothing was left out as Lolth scoured her soul. At the end, the beautiful drowess was found to be worthy, as one of Lolth's more successful priestesses in life, she gains an honor in death. To be one of Lolth's yochlol, Handmaiden. Her form flickers from the melted candle tentacled horror to the spider shape, then to her once living form of flesh and blood.

As Sheyreiza was given her reward, Lolth smiled, There is another gift for you, Sheyreiza. For your centuries of service I give you this... A wave of her ebony hand brought a small black fluttering thing into view. It was tiny. No larger than the width of open palm. Black wings, edged in gold and white. A butterfly. In the Demonweb Pits, this tiny thing of beauty and delicacy came to Lolth's call. She has been waiting for you for centuries Sheyreiza and now it's time to reward you for the deeds you have done for me. Take her and use her as you will., for here, she, Inthara is yours.

The black butterfly flickered, it's form changing into that of a tiny drow woman with long snowy hair and large golden eyes. She lands lightly on her feet and walks to Sheyreiza on elegant feet. Inthara took Shey's hand in hers and kisses it. "Oh My Heart, you are here finally. I have waited for so long... so long...", tears slid from her eyes as she hugs the newly made Handmaiden.

Lolth waves Her hand, sending the two off together for a time to get reaquianted. A cruel smile curving her lips as they fade from view. She'd not been able to break Inthara's love of Sheyreiza, but She knew how to use it. For even though She hated and despised love of feelings and kindness, She could manipulate and use them to Her advantage. As it was in this case. She had focused the love that Inthara bore for Sheyreiza and in doing so, bound Inthara to Her for all time. Not even her traitorious Daughter, Eilistraee could win them free from Her now. So Her dark beautiful laughter echos thruout Her realm as the pure irony of it fills Her and amuses Her to no end.

In all of Lolth's realm, there was only darkness, fear and despair. But in a distant corner there was a tiny gleam that was something different. A soul glowing with love for a woman. For the first time in centuries, Sheyreiza was bathed in the forgiving warmth and joy of love. Inthara's love had grown stronger and deeper for her Heart, and for a time, Shey was able to forget the horrors that she'd committed and caused done, and just bask in the simple love that her oldest and only friend had for her. Forever now, they would never be seprated again. Inthara Despana had found her love again and was hers totally.

[PensivesWetness]

f*ckin. Wow.

[KalevD]

wow.............just, wow!

[Mikayla]

I am not really sure what to write Zak, your posts about Buttefly, especially now at the end, have been and are incredibly moving to me. I wish I generated as much passion from lovers in real life as Shey has from Inthara! I am glad I could be a part of our story and I treasure the time we had playing Shey and Inthara together.

[neoangelican]

[Mick]

Simply amazing.

[Galadorn]

Amazing Zakharra, cheers to you, and as an aside, thanks again for being such a fair, helpful, and giving player, friend and DM as well.

[Misty]

nice. very nice

[Mizbiz]

Wonderful