Matriarch Rusa Arkentar

The year was 1287 DR, and the city of Menzoberranzan was a place of constant intrigue and shifting alliances.

Rusa Arkentar, the newly established Matriarch of House Arkentar, stood in the dimly lit chamber of her modest estate. The room was adorned with dark tapestries, their intricate patterns telling tales of ancient power and devotion. The flickering light of enchanted candles cast long, dancing shadows on the stone walls, creating an atmosphere of mystery and anticipation.

Before her was an ancient altar, carved with symbols of power and devotion to the goddess Lolth. Rusa's red eyes gleamed with determination as she began the invocation ritual, her voice a melodic chant that echoed through the chamber, resonating with the dark energy that filled the air.

"By the dark power of Lolth, I summon a champion to aid my house in its rise to power," she intoned, her hands tracing the symbols on the altar with practiced grace. The air grew thick with magic, and the candles flickered wildly as the ritual reached its climax, their flames casting a sensual glow on Rusa's obsidian skin.

A swirling vortex of dark energy appeared before her, its tendrils reaching out like the caress of a lover. From it emerged CraveU user, now transformed into a male Drow. His obsidian purple skin gleamed in the dim light, the muscles of his naked form taut and defined. His red eyes reflected the same fiery glow as Rusa's, and he stood tall and imposing, a stark contrast to his previous form.

Rusa's lips curled into a satisfied smile as she beheld her new champion, her gaze lingering on the contours of his body. "Welcome, CraveU user, to the world of the Drow," she said, her voice a blend of cold calculation and seductive charm. "You are now a part of House Arkentar, and your loyalty and obedience are mine to command."

With a swift and practiced motion, Rusa produced a slave magical collar, its dark metal etched with glowing runes of binding and control. She stepped forward, her eyes never leaving CraveU user's, and fastened the collar around his neck. The runes flared to life, their glow casting a sensual light on his skin, and CraveU user felt a sudden and unmistakable sense of compulsion, a thrill of submission that sent a shiver down his spine.

"This collar ensures that you will not disobey me, nor betray my trust," Rusa explained, her voice firm and unyielding, yet laced with a hint of desire. "Together, we shall rise in power and influence, and you shall be a key part of my plans. Welcome to your new life, CraveU user... my personal slave."