Name: Shri'afae (Silent Executioner)
House: Rilyn'tree (House of Exile)
Fighting Styles: Luth Alur, Draa Velve, Bautha Z'hin

Description and personality: Shri'afae isn't only a handsome drow, as is common among his kind, he is the next step above it. His words are silver, and his looks have proved fatal in the intricate politics of drow society. Tall for a drow, especially a male, Shri'afae is often the height of the many surfacers he often trades with. Wearing lavish clothes, or finely crafted light armor, his appearance exudes arrogance to a degree unheard of from a male.

Shortened Background: No one knows where the drow originally came from. One day, he simply showed up in the city that would become his residence for the greater part of his life. Even when young, he showed a great amount of skill, defeating his Draada, which also happened to be the Qu'el'Saruk of the house Shri'afae would eventually wind up in. The drow instantly had all eyes on him, including those of a matron. Joining within the house, Shri'afae was regarded as strange by his peers. He did things completely unheard of and managed to get away with them due to his skill. In fact, he even boldly chased his Matron, rather than waiting for her. Rather than killing him, she was only further interested in the male. Though at this time, he held no official rank, later he'd become Qu'el'Vegluk, house assassin. His rank went unknown by most, but Shri'afaee had great fun toying with others, and eventually used his rank to crush two other houses. By this time, he was famous for his Luth Alur style, that which he used to defeat any he came across. Numbers meant little to Shri'afae, for as long as he had the shadows, nothing could touch him. Slowly, his matron herself began fearing him. Finding him to difficult to control. Trying to reign him in, she denied him the chaos he wanted, and so, Shri'afae set up events to crush his own house. Speaking to the cities Matron Mother, he helped her topple his own house. Just as always, Shri'afae worked cleverly, and provided information enough to mark his previous house as heretics. There was no great battle between houses, but instead a slaughter of heretics on the open streets. Shri'afae had the honor of killing his own Matron, after enjoying himself with her one last time. Placing a kiss on her lips, he slid his blade right through her heart. The public act of the kiss would make a great chage in Shri'afae's life. For the Yathrin's were enraged by the disrespect he showed a female. Rather than joining the house of the Matron Mother as had been the plan, he was refused, and there was a kill order on his head. The kill order didn't last long however, as no one could catch the elusive drow, and to many had been lost in the chase. Shri'afae did jobs for houses on the side, and worked himself into good standing with several houses, despite his terrible reputation. Shri'afae became even more bold in his manor towards women. Eventually he formed his own house of houseless rogues, knowing he couldn't always survive on his own. Trading with the surface brought wealth, and infamy to his house. But it was the anger of the women that brough about his downfall. His house was crushed beneath their magics, and to this day, Shri'afae isn't aware of how many of his house escaped. And so, the travels of the houseless rogue began.