Journal #24: Castle Umbra and their Bloodwalker.

Nivinle retrieves all information on house umbra and this tiefling that the paperwork seemed to refer as the bloodwalker. Apparently, there is some nondrow skipping around like she owns the place. Nivinle final words on the matter were I had better not fail our it would bring doom to us all. How dramatic has she gotten? With a smile, I replied, “Well if the world going to end anyways, Might as well have a bit a fun along the way!”
 
I brought the information out to the rest of the group. Explained what just happened and my slight gap in memory because of Demon Lord Possession. Ashlyn gave me the “Evil” magical scan. Minus the arm I was normal. I expressed I wouldn’t have done something this idiotic if it weren’t for Cyne. I had to tell them that we can only trust my family about much as any other drow. Which isn’t saying much. The information was necessary, but as much as I would like to tell you about these people, it's mostly a liability. If this journal got into the wrong hands, then it’s possible that it could cause a problem. I want to keep my knowledge on this group to myself till I know more. Since there is some connection between some people, we've met and this Bloodwalker.
 
Now I could give you a quick rundown of my past experience House Umbra which favors Seduction and their patron Demon Lord Nocticula. I said could more on the events that took place while I was trapped in their walls, but my mind is drawing a blank with what happened in that house. House Umbra during a drow civil war taking place for the past couple of months was the clear winner. Its castle was the focal point in this city of Vaermyrhel. Which come to find out the bloodwalker had something to do with it the unrest in the cavern far below. Becoming a significant political influence and source of power in the Underdark. There had been talks about these incidents affecting other regions such as the Dwarfs in the Dhun. I even believe Kazric had made some mentions to something in the Underdark like this. Besides the point, we had the route that would lead us to where the Bloodwalker would be.
 
Going in through the side of the building it was incredibly easy to make our ways down into House Umbra. Easy compared to what is to come. Along the way, we brought out Ashlyn Since if we got caught, it’s all or nothing after that. The traps consisted of illusion and some rather hard fleshy chairs draped in some white cloth. I don’t mean the chairs and sofas felt like flesh, Pin noticed there were made of flesh. House Umbra was very much known for there flesh warping. A common practice in the Underdark mine you but these people are masters of it. The first encounter with other drow ended with me in a corset.
 
Our disguised female Drows were Lirien, Celu, and Pin. Celu doesn’t speak undercommon, Pin is a baby by Dark Elf standards and as we have seen with Lirien. She is too nice. Leaving them to have the brilliant idea of sticking me into a corset, applying enough makeup to make anyone look like anything they wanted to. Kraia gratefully gave me her whip to complete the look. Entirely no clue where Celu got a corset, though I did know her makeup skills were beyond amazing. A small trap leaving the area that Pin hastily took care of. I took care of the Female drow with her two male escorts. That’s not the right words. Minions are probably better, or toys. The lady asked what I was doing down here, I told her that I was lost and apparently on the wrong floor. I played on the fact I heard the lady organizing an orgy later today. She gave me directions to which room it was in and how to get there. As she left clearing the room, I called to her winking and told her I would see her there. It was one of the few times I could say I made a drow blush.
 
Finally making it to the basement, we were greeted with five thrones, and one was seated with Kazric with a gauntlet, as a drow. The Bloodwalker had constructed a ritual consisting of the primary elemental outsiders. Attending to use himself also as a surface to bring a horrible artifact into this world. I gave everybody super quick rundown of how bad this would get if the giant black orb of void and ritual would finish. One villain monologues later, and godly powers were released. After supercharged the evil ceremony which luckily for us the Bloodwalker and the princess survived, killing the elemental outsiders. After breaking his defense, Ashlyn dealt with Kazric who told us to kill him. Pin and Cyne secured the princess, and I did the stupid thing and decided to attempt to grab the artifact. Sticking my hand into the void wasn’t the smartest thing I’ll admit, but I thought if maybe I could divide the artifact in half if I could assert my will for what the artifact could be I would ruin his plans. I knew it worked when this tiefling face was pissed. In this void, I felt a blade being former. Taking my stupidity one step farther I plunged my head in to see a rough outline of a knife. A couple more second? Kazric now armless stuck his one arm into the void.
 
The Bloodwalker then finally getting fed up with our collective shit exclaimed "You absolute fools. You, who stand to gain the most from my triumph, you of the oppressed and corrupted shadow-elves, you would dare challenge me for this blade?" I promptly told him that I was doing fun and mostly to piss him off. I say he enjoyed that little conversation we had "...I think not. As a champion of the darkest, most vile magic and of those twisted mortals suffering under the unrelenting oppression of Truth... I, Son of the Abyss, accept thy invitation.” The void sphere started drawing the three of us in with Artemis saving me. Yet right before I heard a familiar voice, but the sound itself had no discernable qualities to it. It told me to join it or be with it again something along those lines. Gods this beaver has saved us on many occasions. Kazric and the Drama King disappeared along with the sphere.
 
The earthquakes begin once those two left, and the four elemental outsiders were brought back. Unlike normal undead, they clearly retained their skills, and something was lacking. Something about these voidlings was off, some there expressions and ability to somewhat maintain their sentience of there former life. Just made this seem like a twisted version of any resurrection spell. This camber began to tear itself apart, releasing Underdark aberrations into our battle. We were only able to take out two of them. The others were crushed under the rubble. They just needed these two really, two spellcasters can be a dangerous combo. The Undine and Ifrit, who I now recall being friends with Kraia, covered the room with large magic spells. I was knocked unconscious by a combination of Ice magic or Fire. I can’t recall since the last thing I felt before waking up aging was cold and warmth.
 
So let’s talk about this Bloodwalkers plan. I don’t quite understand. He apparently has friends, Pin’s friends, the girl in the Underdark. Who we never honestly find out who they are. He was the one who I can assume he gave Kazric that soul-sucking blade from way back when. The big question is why? It’s unlike he knew what that blade was precisely at the time. Otherwise, I do not think he would let something like that. On top of that, he shares some connection with vampires and possibly started some or help this drow civil war. A revolutionary? Something apparently isn’t adding up, but the question is what. Minus some sort of influence over the realm or political power in certain vital circles I don’t understand why. Wait I need to speak with Pin about something. See if there are any connections or similarities between these two.
 
I’d say the Underdark excursion was far more informative that we had hoped.
 
Lucky the others and I woke up wholly safe and listening to Cyne and Ashlyn argue about absolutely nothing. I recall the event being over the amount darkness in the area that we slept in. For some reason, Artemis was laying across the both of them. Gods have mercy on the poor souls that are crushed by that beaver’s bottom. Others had fallen unconscious, but if it weren’t for the combined efforts of Cyne and Kraia, we would have been in a lot worse shape. Most likely under the broken ruin of castle Umbra. Grasping the situation and finally being able to relax, cutting myself out of the corset I finally had a chance to calm my nerves. Thought in the back of my mind I thought about the deal. For the most part, she had been quiet, which was lovely but highly suspicious. We technically succeeded but I would need to return back to the Underdark. That currently didn’t matter we save the princess of the realm which I had a pleasant conversion with Alysia. Telling her that I was jealous of her family. Hopefully, joking as she said she could introduce me to a cousin and I told her I had been seeing somebody.
 
Going to find said, somebody, since she had disappeared into the building near us. Exploring Celu, I felt something. My recklessness has caused some adverse effects on my body. That blade hadn’t entirely left me yet, in my finger I could barely see an outline. I could feel it along with some weird magic along with it.
 
The ‘night’ slowly crept upon us. Each of use that needed sleep took our chance and beds. It was the morning that was more important. Our oracles had visions. Celu, Pin, Ashlyn, and Alysia shared some connect vision of their pasts, present, and their futures. After a brief discussion, we or more like I in my head need to see Cyne in a corset. Since that prick pulled the corset extremely tight after Celu had finished with the disguise. Apparently, in that shared vision, they saw Cyne in the said corset. Appeared back in Ironfalls after our discussion and I stressed that I did need to return soon.
 
Which with help from Cyne, Pin, Pennyswaggle, and Celu shortly returned to the Underdark after some problems with Arcane Magic. My interaction with the Void sphere changed me and left me somewhat unstable. Now being able to cast magic and a bound silver and gold blade. That magic seems to be tricky in nature, the spellbook seems to imply I’m a wizard, but how I’m I able to cast spells without it? Since I was apparently able to in my bar. It was somewhat risky going back down there without a real grasp on why I started shooting silver lightning out of my body. Yet after knocking out a good chunk of the spellcaster in sleep like curse, even this demon lord might not want to be connected to me. Or at least that’s the impression it left. Since she wasn’t the one who did it according to her, which I usually wouldn’t believe her but sleep spells on only spellcaster is not her natural M.O. On top of that, after she did explain that it wasn’t her, she told me to finish the deal.
 
Which makes me wonder...
 
Coming back to the Underdark it was in ruins, and it wasn’t too hard to find my sister. Dealing with some male drow from another house, and leaving Pennyswaggle with them. Gods those poor bastard probably thought they could mug him. There mistake letting me pick. They sent for my siblings and the three of them without the other males that left with Pennyswaggle. Nivinle was dressed in spiked battle armor, there must have been some significant conflict after the earthquakes. I had to go with my eldest sister, and everybody else had to stay with my younger siblings while I dealt with my other sister. Which again after a small conversation and her telling me that I could come back was over and live as a drow. I let that demon lord control my body and finish that deal. My last sight before waking up was my sister cruelly smiling down at me. Oh, and of course searing pain, unlike anything I could describe.
Waking up alone with Celu messing with my hair in Ironfalls having her explaining what happened after I disappeared with my sister.
 
P.S. I did tell Cyne that the information I had gathered on the artifacts was leaked somehow, so somebody at the temple was connected with the bloodwalker. Cyne told me he’d mention it to the High Priestess who could probably have a better time finding this leak.