Underdark diary day 2

I changed my disguise to that of a drow male today. I figured it would help me blend in better as I moved around and looked for information on House Navere. And it would have too if not for Valkryn.

I was just sneaking past the local Matron Mother, who was out doing whatever it is they do and looking scary with a whip. Suddenly Valkryn appeared out of nowhere and he knew just who I was. Either Angel told him of my plans or he just decided to scry for me and got lucky. Either way it can't happen again, I barely survived this time.

I wanted to fight him, to attack him and rip the secret of where my friends are held from his mind with my magics. But I was surrounded by drow. Eventually I blew my cover after trying to trick him into attacking me against the matrons orders. The matron had me arrested and I was led off. Valkryn and her thankfully stayed behind.

I managed to get rid of most of the guards by knocking them out with a sticking cloud spell. Thankfully I saved the display of my magic for when it would count. I ran as fast as I could, dodging arrows and swords as I went and firing over my shoulder with a crossbow I pulled from my bag of holding.

I eventually went over some roofs and then the matron ordered her men to give up the chase and began talking to Valkryn. Whatever they were up to I didn't like it so I got as far away from them as I could. The whole time I was escaping I was praying to Mystra to save me, and she did. Great is the glory of the lady of mysteries, and it is to her that I owe my success and survival today, my deliverance out of torment and death.

I kept moving until I ran into a party of duergar, which I believe are a race of gnome or dwarf. They were talking of a dragon plagueing them and after reverting to my regular form I revealed myself and offered my aid. Their chief wanted the poor shadow dragon killed, but I could never do such a thing. I battled it for a time and finally blinded it with a flash of sunlight and then turned to my red dragon form.(
I felt the lust for its treasure (for I had fallen upon it while it slept upon its horde) run through me.

I managed to keep from killing it, and I let it go with a portion of its horde. I took some of the drow stuff and magical items, and left the rest for the duergar. When I came back I was welcomed as a hero and healed from my wounds in the battle. I'm now laying down to sleep in one of these small beds. It's lucky I'm not a giant like some!