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"Failure."
The youth grimaced, lowering her head.
"Punishment is the result of such a thing."
Her red eyes squeezed shut, and her pre-teen form trembled in fear. This was her mother, her Matron. This woman was to be feared by all. The crack of the whip made Dinah scream in surprize and pain, tears slipping down her cheeks. She hated this part. Displeasing the Matron meant pain and rage, failure and punishment. This is what happened to every drow child. No apology would help her now. Not after her simple mistake.
The whip struck until Dinah could barely suck in a steady breath, her vision swimming before her glowing eyes. Her silver hair was now soaked with dark crimson, and her clothing hung ragged from her slender form. The child whimpered as she heard her mother step around in front of her.
"Don't let it happen again, fool."
Dinah nodded, sniffing loudly. The Matron reached up to unclasp the shackles that held her wrists. When the small elf fell to her knees, the older woman merely turned away and scoffed. With her face full of sorrow, Dinah ran stumbling to her room. Though it was full of comforts, she saw none of them. She saw only her own blood as it soaked into the blankets. The heat allowed her to see things clearly, but it disgusted her.
How do you please a woman who hates you more than anyone else?

Dinah silently signaled for her group to step forward. This was it. It was time to get the enemy that had plagued them for hours. Unlike her sisters, the youngest of the Toshiba household had become a warrior - not a magic user. Magic was haunting, destructive, and evil. Dinah, surrounded by constant darkness, knew this - and fought against it. It was all she could do to keep herself with her own people. If she had a choice, she'd leave the Underdark's caverns.
With a quiet hiss, the dark elf pointed out where the scouting human was. Their camp was settling into a nearby cavern that the drow found far too close to their home. It was time to get rid of the strange surface-dwellers.
Drawing her twin blades, Dinah stepped forward. She was bait - as usual.
"Judgement approaches!" the young woman shouted, charging foward at the two scouts. This was it. Her time to feel needed and powerful. Her time to see a snatch of the surface world before returning into the endless depths of her homeworld once more.