I realize my destiny and I forsake the world, I live and kill if
It’s by hire or my own quall

Because my life is incomplete I bear a burden of vacancy

My intuition leads me to more purpose but fails dramatically

I live life only in anticipation that there is aspiration in the end

I feel I have tripped into an everlasting fall leading to a perilous
End

The only things that carry me are the two swords that I wield

Their lustrous gleam of their razor edges flickering about wickedly
like two tamed flames from hell

They are my only friends in this world that I live

They dance in battle with unmatchable grace as my opponents die and
Descend

Im pure evil with no emotions except for the killing rage within

I am a Drow, a descendent of the underworld a race of all evil kin  

I live in the dark, paralyzed in light, fueled by there fear in my
opponents sight

I am an assassin of the dark arts using mind and body in perfect
harmony to fight

So if you think you have acquired the ability to challenge me, save your breath, get over here and die before me!