“Daughters of Q’Thvz stand proud! The blood that flows through your veins and binds you to my name is as pure as the House of Thex. Fear no one!”
Duchess Lerilya, “Queen of Thieves” Q’Thvz
5465 A.N.
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The House of Q’Thvz is an ancient family, one whose bloodline was forged during the Age of Turmoil; born of our matriarch the mischievous, yet ultimately cunning, thief and assassin known as the “Queen of Thieves”. The legacy bequeathed to us is one of power and privilege which was carved out of the world whole by the wit and weapons of our mistress. A legacy undiminished by the fact that she was qeth loapa (a motherless child) and neither born or raised in the city of Neriak, ancestral home of the Teir’Dal. Indeed it is a testament to her legendary rise through the hierarchal ranks of Nerian society that her true name, Lerilya, is still spoken in fearful whispers and echoes through the endless shadowed caverns where the dark elves dwell.
While there are no records of her mother’s name or the male who sired her, naturally, rumors, tales and myths abound surrounding our mistress’ origin and formative years; from the whimsical to the insidious. Perhaps the most prevalent of these fallacies is the absurd and insulting allusion that the House of Q’Thvz descends from a half-breed mongrel with no trace of Teir’Dal blood in her veins. This unfortunate fiction has been circulating for a number of centuries and has proved difficult to eradicate.
Norrath, as we know, is inundated with bards and wannabe bards all with the tendency to regurgitate whatever preposterous story comes to their wine addled brains when faced with an audience. Sadly the half-breed rumor stems from a lengthy narrative acquired by the League of Antonican Bards which was widely distributed despite its origin, a halfling. Yes, a halfling, one named Nimble…something-or-other (toes?), who claims to have intimate knowledge of our legendary mistress’ adolescence including the adventures that eventually lead her to Neriak. The complete written version is a volume of some three thousand pages, and is maintained among the archives in the Academy of Arcane Sciences in Southern Freeport. It has become an endless source of irritation for the household as our enemies find it amusing to use it as the pretext in their frequent attempts to undermine our authority. Our Lady’s name is used liberally throughout the ‘poem’ and in conjunction with an obscure, nonsensical fragment those with an agenda counter to our own continue to propagate the lie.
"Touched by GoD
Or god-like powers
The little red headed thief
Is made a snowy-haired drowess”
Given the house motto it is unlikely our mistress would have been touched by any god. Even her forays to the Plane of Hate were not intended to garner favor from Innoruuk, the dark god who created our race, but a means by which she might mock him and hone her deadly skills preying on his minions.
