Bad Blood Runs Black - chapter 48 part 3 of 3 by John "Basileus Ioannis"
Viturhimin and Pana turned towards the direction of the voice, as Chawinda quickly leveled her bracers in the same direction. “Who’s there? Show yourself,” shouted the bodyguard. With her Darkvision, she could see that a doorway existed about eighty feet away.
A soft laugh echoed from the portal, as a figure stepped into the room, followed by a dozen armored warriors. They made little noise as they moved, their armor silenced using cloth wrappings. Silhouetted in the doorway as they entered, their outlines betrayed that they were Drow.
“Welcome back, Avatar Viturhimin. Should you not be on your flying city?” The speaker stepped closer until Pana could see her. She was beautiful, with a complexion of onyx, her eyes garnet, her lips amethyst. Easily six foot, she was the tallest person in the room. Impossibly slender in her revealing dress of gold thread, she wore a necklace of g