I was born slave into one of the smaller drow families. this family was one of the smallest, consisting of the two elders, husband and wife, and their three children, two male one female. At a young age I heard stories from the others slave of how they brutaly murdered my parents, for they too were slaves and bore me, their child, without their permission. A fair trade in their eyes, they can feed another mouth if excisting ones do not require feeding, savages the lot! I grew up knowling few comforts, but one was enough to make my life worth living, the company of one of the other slaves, forced to tend to the Rothes like me. Varri was her name, a beautiful girl who in a sotry similer to mines was also born into slavery here. I began to plan ahead, trying to think of a means of escape were I can live peacefully with my beloved Varri. My plan started with trying to understand my masters, the drow, so I strived to learn their langauge, as they only spoke undercommon around the slaves, while elvish to each other. I began to pick up a few phrases, in time I could tell the daughter was recieving messages from an admirer, and that one of the brothers delivered the messages to her by mouth. One phrase that was spoken often in the messages eluded me, though it seemed to make her react in a strange way, sometimes hearing it would bring a smile to her face, others it would make her angry and whip the slaves harder. One day though, I was caught daydreaming about Varri, and dropped my shovel for clearing the Rothe's leavings. This scared the Rothe, so naturally I was taken into the back to be whipped for my mistake. I had been whipped several times over the last few days for the same thing, I wasn't sure how much more I could take, so I risked it and spoke the phrase to the daughter before she whipped me. I still received 5 lashes, though she heistated to do so, and I was told that I was to receive 10. The next few days were strange to me, she watch me, smile at me, look at me the same way Varri would. It was only later did I discover what i had said to her, "You're beautiful". But why would a compliment from a slave be enough to bring this kind of attention, did she really see me the way Varri did? I began to beleive she did, as while weeks went on, she would overlook any failings I had, and inisist to her brothers that she punish for for any mistakes, but would do nothing. I tried my best to avoid her gaze though, although I had never once even kisses her on the cheek, I still felt ashamed, as though I had betrayed Varri. I deceided to prove my loyalty to Varri and show that she is the only one I care for, I proposed, and that night we were married in secret, not even the other slaves knew of it. That night, I felt her sweet embrace, but that was when we were caught. The drow daughter was angered at what she had seen, she took Varri, tied her between to staglimites, had her stripped and beaten, then rapped by her two brothers, all the while forcing me to watch. I can't even beguin to describe the pleasure she seemed to get with every crack of the whip on Varri's back. I cried out for mercy, pleading that they punish me and not Varri, but the request only seemed to anger the daughter more, and she killed my wife right there. The next 3 days felt like hell to me, no time given to grieve and forced to work without food or sleep, doing Varri's work as well as mine, all the while the daughter whipping me at every oppertunnity. Suddenly, a mircle happened, At the edge of the Rothe pens I could see an elf, unlike the drow I had met so far, this one had pale skin, the same colour as mine, clad in shining white armour bearing the symbol of a set of balanced scales atop a hammer. This elf was followed by many others like him, they assaulted the slave farm and freed myself and the others, even giving me the pleasure of striking down the dispicable daughter. I learned much about these elves and the homecity they spoke of, neverwinter. In time, I began to worship their god as well, praising him for saving me and allowing me to bring justice on my former masters. After 4 years of searching, we managed to find many slave pits, freeing each and every slave we found, until fate seperated me from my party, leaving me stranded in the underdark by myself. Until by luck I found somthing I had never seen before, city gates. The walls of a city which to me looked like the heavens themselves, I place were I could be safe, Sanctuary.