Deep in the chambers of the stalagmite house knows as house Mae'Iryn sat Matron Mother Zaani on her bed surrounded by her daughters, all high priestesses oh Lloth the spider queen, Zaani began the long process of labor. "Myrizz should i pass during this labor you are to be Matron in my place." Zaani said to her eldest daughter. "Matron Mother do not speak of such things. You have given birth to 5 daughters and are highly in Lloths favor you shall not perish due to mere childbirth." she said softly. "Quiet! This labor is different then from all of yours. It is draining me of my strength like its sucking my life." she said through a pain filled grimace. "Understood Matron Mother." Myrizz said solemnly.
During the next 15 hours of labor Zaani labored to expel this child that was tormenting her, threatening to take all of her strength away. All the daughters helped in any way they could. Zar'Uit stayed at her mothers side holding her upright trying to make her more comfortable while Vasreana brought cloths doused in cold water to dab on her mothers head. Umraediira and Ilmvayas guarded the door so no one could enter and disturb their mother. Outside of the door paced Phyx'Aufein the house weaponsmaster while Teb'Vyll, the houses archmage, leaned on the wall.
"Quit that pacing its irritating." Teb said harshly. Phyx stopped and turned on Teb an angry look crossed his face. "You would be the same way if it was your child." Phyx said matter of factly. This disturbed Teb for he knew it could very well be his son. Both had been known to share the Matron Mothers bed on several occasions. "Besides all will be fine what are you so worried about? You and I both know that the child will be another damned female destined to be a high priestess just like the past five."
Indeed thought Phyx as he resumed his pacing. Deep in thought Teb secretly wished just as Phyx did that they were wrong. They both dreamed of finally having another male brought into the house. Phyx hoped he would have a son to pass on all his knowledge of the blade and hopefully one day the title of house weaponsmaster. Teb meanwhile pondered the joys, if drow had any joys in their chaotic world, of having a male to teach the arcane arts to.
After 16 long hours of labor Myrizz was unhappy to announce to her mother, "Its a male child Matron Mother." "Not all can be daughters my child." she replied softly completely drained of energy. "What shall he be called?" Zar asked her mother. "I will call him Olin'Zaknaghar." she said and then laid her head back on her pillows and drifted off to sleep. Quietly all five sisters left Myrizz carrying young Olin in her arms wrapped in the finest silk cloths the house had. Phyz and Teb straightened as the door to the Matron Mothers room opened softly. "Well is it another daughter?" asked Phyz his hopes written apparently on his face. "No it is a blasted male child." Myrizz said the anger in her voice raising it far more then she had wanted to.
As the sisters stalked off to prepare the newborns room Phyx and Teb stared after them with shocked expresions stamped blatantly across their faces. "Well well looks like you got your wish Phyxy old boy." Teb chided. Phyx balled his fist and knocked Teb out cold and walked back to his quarters in the farthest rooms of the house. As he entered his room he examined it carefully. "I need to arrange this area for the practicing and fighting of two trained weaponsmasters." he said to the air.
Teb awoke on the hard stone floor and rubbed his jaw. "I'll get you back for that one Phyx." he said vehemently. He made his way back to his study cursing Phyx for his strength and for his own lack of foresight to see such a bold move coming from the weaponsmaster. When he was alone in his dark study he plucked a book from his shelf and began flipping pages rapidly. 'Aha! i found it!" he exclaimed. He got up from his desk and moved to his lab table to pick out the proper components to the spell he found and began chanting in the arcane tongue. When he finished a shadow appeared before him. "What do you wish to know?" the shadow asked in a ghostly voice. "Tell me whos son was just born here tonight. Was it mine or was it Phyx'aufeins?" After several minutes of nothing the shadows eyes formulated onto the surface of the shadow. "The son is both of yours." the shadow said and dissipated in the blink of an eye.
Stunned by the information he had just heard Teb pondered how a son could have two fathers. Never have we shared Zaani's bed. Teb thought to himself. "I must consult Gromph." Teb said as he opened a curtain on his wall revealing a mirror which he tapped 4 times and walked through.
