When people think of the Underdark, they think of aberrations. Creatures the human mind could never imagine without actually seeing them...so unnatural in their design that their sight makes the average human feel ill, so evil that they would stop at nothing to extinguish all other life forms. These are the Illithid, the Beholders, the Aboleths.
But even these products of the dreams of madmen cannot possibly inspire the fear that Drow can. How can you hide from a people who use the most powerful of magicks to pierce all illusions? How can you fight a race that trains it's young their entire centuries-long lives in the most deadly arts of combat and battle-magic? How can you reason with a species that revels with demons and would torture you for days just for a modicum of entertainment? No. All you can do is run, run in fear and terror, praying they don't take you alive, from the true terrors of the Underdark.

The Drow.

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You each awake from your beds soon after the lighting of Narbondel to find a note addressed to you on your bedside table. How it got there is perturbing but upon reading the note you are simply told to "report for duty".

Knowing what you have to do you each get up and prepare yourselves. Tardiness would not be appreciated.

Mezreth stands to his full height and stretches in mistress Feryl's bedroom lavishly. Mezreth had slepted little to none but his kind need little to none sleep anyways. Mezreth quirks his eye brow when Feryl picks up the note.

"Mistress Feryl, what that note is? What it does read."

Hearing Mezreth, Feryl awakens to see the note. She reads it and then shares it's content with her faithful servant and guard, Mezreth. Once she is prepared she will say, "Come. It would not be good for us to be late to this meeting."

Kaxxar sits up in his bed and finds the note with disgust. How did I not notice anyone come in! Kaxxar thought to himself. In truth he knew that if the guild wanted the note there with out him noticing it wouldn’t be too hard considering the resources it has. The assassin got up form bed and checked all of his possessions to make sure they were all were he had left them the night before. Once he was satisfied that everything was in place he put on his black explorers clothing with purple trim. Kaxxar grabbed the belt with the equipment needed to complete almost any task he had been trained to perform and headed out into the hall and down in the direction to the room he thought would most likely be the location of the meeting. hopefully I am not already late.

Mezreth nods and replies; "Yes mistress Feryl." Mezreth places his potion belt into order and simply grabs and covers his body whit large sized piwawfi cloak. Of course the cloak does not conceal his size, but it conceals Mezreth's head and if the cloak is kept closed it also covers whole middle body and shoulders. Mezreth follows Feryl and keeps close to her while his alert eyes and ears observe their surroundings while they move to the meeting.

Even though she feels safe with Mezreth along, Feryl keeps her sense open to being watched...She makes her way to the assigned meeting place.

Drez awakens and rolls nimbly out of bed. When he notices the notices the note he will take it up, read it and then get ready. He will strap on his weapons and then move to the required meeting place.

Onde finishes her morning meditations and exercises in the early morning hours within the city.  As her consciousness awakes and becomes more alert to her surrounds returning to her room she notices the note left on her bed.

Opening and reading the letter she smirks.  So it begins...so be it.  She gathers her equipment and proceeds to the meeting site...

Each Drow who recieved the letter meets at the predetermined spot. One of numerous small caves of the mantle in the east side of Menzoberranzan. It is well camouflaged and only those with the keenest of senses, magic or those who already knew where it was could possibly find it. Then there was the problem of getting in. A wardstone, stolen from the Dwarves of Ammarindar was the only thing that would allow a person to walk through the illusuary barrier. To anyone else, it was just solid rock. Even those that could see through the magic with their own spells wouldn't be able to get through the barrier without a wardstone...or an ancient Dwarven craftsmen forced into servitude. This was entirely possible though and this is why the two stony-faced guards awaited anyone who passed through the barrier met you on the other side with vicious weapons poised to strike at any moment.

After walking through the ward and seeing the two guards on the other side within the cave Onde calmly stands before them.  She nods in them and says, "Be at peace, my friends.  I do have an invitation."  She holds the letter she received in her hand for the guards to see.
"Let me pass." with some steel in her voice.

[Private to DM N1NJ4C0W:
Onde will briefly examine the magical ward to make sure her escape route is available should she need one; out of the cavern niche.

18:22, Today: Onde Baenre rolled 21 using 1d20+9. Sense Motive check.
18:21, Today: Onde Baenre rolled 24 using 1d20+18. Know(Arcana).
18:21, Today: Onde Baenre rolled 30 using 1d20+20. Spellcraft check.
18:20, Today: Onde Baenre rolled 26 using 1d20+18. Diplomacy check.
18:20, Today: Onde Baenre rolled 21 using 1d20+11. Spot check.

If she has had dealings with her handler in past she will appear as herself; assuming her handler already knows her real identity and facial characteristics.

Otherwise she will use her hat of disguise to hide her appearance and appear as someone else; perhaps someone from the market place or a minor house.

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As she reaches the spot where she must go through the wall. Feryl sends Mezreth first...in case it is a trap and he needs to kill the assailants. But she will follow close behind ready to aid him.

Drez walks up to the ensorcelled entryway and pauses. he steels himself for anything and calm once more he steps through the seemingly solid rock. On encountering the two guards he nods to them and takes out his note. Here he says simply.

Kaxxar moved stealth fully through the passages that lead him to his destination. Upon reaching the cave he walked through the seemingly solid wall. Once inside he reached into his left sleeve and pulled out the summons that had been left in his room that morning. Any thing else? the assassin said with a wink and walked right passed the two.

The guards, still stony-faced, even in the presence of the Draegloth nod at the messages and allow you to pass. The cave has been made to resemble a Drow noble house, though it lacks most of the comfortable and extravagant furnishings one might usually find in such a place.

The cave is split into 3 floors with a staircase made of stone slabs jutting out of the wall leading to each one. Your appointment is on the top floor with one of the guild masters. He is assigned to the lowlier missions the guild is employed to undertake.

Mezreth moves in front of Feryl Baenre, guarding her from any frontal assault until they have passed trough the gates. After that Mezreth settles besides her, but in position and ready to protect her or assault any attackers coming into the range of his battle claws. Mezreth eyes supiciously the other drow gathered in the hall, but Mezreth does not growl or eye maliciously like most other draegloth do, he is rather wary sorts instead hostile.

[Private to Feryl Baenre: Also note thanks to DM he asked me remove Highborn Drow feat because he thinked I do not qualify because I am 'half-drow' so I repalced the feat whit some uselfull combat feat.]

As Feryl crosses into the cave the first thing she notices is that the furniture is of very low quality to what she is used to. "This must be a poor house or guild that seeks our assistance." She says as she continues in with a single look at the guards.

[Private to Mezreth: My work out to our advatange in the long run.  :)]

Not everyone can be born into power. Kaxxar mumbles as he passes Mezreth and Feryl on his way to the guild master. He then climbs up the stairs to the third floor. Upon reaching the room where the meeting will be held Kaxxar takes of his backpack and lays it on the floor. The assassin then leans up against the door frame and waits for everyone else.

Drez walks into the cavern and up the stairs to the meeting room without stopping to say anything to anyone.

Onde passes by the guards after showing her invitation and walks up the stairwell to the third floor for the meeting.  She takes note of the quality of the furnishings, but is not bothered by it.

She waits with Kaxxar, Feryl, and Mezreth for the other to arrive for the meeting.

Feryl looks around and wonder why the meeting has not started. For the appointed time has passed, "When will this meeting be convened?"