Keeshe Jessmaral d'Kalan'ervs

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"L'elamshin d'l'Ilythiiri zhah ulu har'luth jal." The raid was proceeding swiftly and to plan. House Kenoth K'lar had no time to prepare proper defences, giving Jess'd'Maral the advantage, something the young assassin always enjoyed. Keeshe was already at the Outer Chamber. He knew where the Matron's sanctum was, at the centre, and he was determined to battle his way there. Guards and slaves fell like leaves in autumn trying to stop him, as he sliced, cut, danced and dodged his way closer, ever closer to his goal. He fell upon the guards outside the inner chamber like divine retribution, cutting them apart with artistic grace and great gore. He was fury, he was revenge, he was a force of nature. And now, he was bursting through the door. The Matron leveled her crossbow and fired. The bolt drove home with a very final thud. While the drow priestesses in the inner chamber watched Keeshe's mirror image crumple to the ground and fade, Keeshe saw his moment to step out from the shadows and complete his mission. His doppelganger had done the job he was meant to do, distract and confuse, so Keeshe could eliminate his quarry and get out alive. The shock generated by his sudden appearance had no chance to clear his victims' faces before they were all, to a drow, dispatched to the vault of their Queen. A drow male. If you are interested in drow rp, playing a slave, captive, house member, associate, arch-nemesis or just interested in the lore in general by all means send a tell. Friendly player. I <3 RP.
Player:	dontbelievethehype
Gender (Visually):	Male
Race (Visually):	Elf