Bloody Journal
[Though originally a screed on Lolth penned in blood, this book's crimson script has been smeared away in several places, a different hand writing atop it:] I recall my life upon the surface with more than regret. I weep for the decades spent treading the murky waters of profanity while my true Queen waited in the shadows. Even my name, ‘Eliette’, feels foreign and foul upon my tongue. ... A high elf exalted by Lolth herself - my drow captors cannot fathom it. But I see their house's downfall in visions granted by the Spider Queen herself. When that day comes, when some unnamed whelp from an insignificant house cuts the matron mother's throat, I will escape. I will find solitude, and I will worship Lolth with my very soul.