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Family Reunions of a Sort
Family Reunions of a Sort (1667 words) by Sharpest_Asp
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Forgotten Realms, The Legend of Drizzt Series - R. A. Salvatore
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Drizzt Do'Urden, Original Elf Character(s), Original Drow Character(s)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Past Gender Changes, Unplanned Pregnancy, prompt fic, Minor Appearances By Other Characters
Summary:
As first meetings between a drow and an elf went, it was quite good, but if it had been between any two other species, well...
… the elves in question might not have been startled into drawing their weapons to begin with.
"I will point out I could have not drawn attention to myself," the drow in the lower boughs of the large tree said. "But you do all seem to be on the same road that I have been following, and that makes me curious why a pair of wood elves, and a half-human, are seeking the wizard that lives a day ahead of here."
"We might be going to Yartar," the paler of the two full-bloods said.
"You might, but it makes little sense as it would have meant leaving the main road to take this trace, and then you'd still need to circle back to actually reach the proper gate.
"I truly am curious, so I know if I need to delay my own visit, so that he can conduct business without me complicating matters."
The darker elf was drawing in a breath to say something when the drow suddenly reached up and over, close to the trunk, steadying —
— a child?!
"You are supposed to be sleeping, little one," the drow said, ignoring the elves, high enough up to not fear their swords, and two close for arrows to have much effect.
"Heard voices," the child said in very curious tones.
"What is a drow doing in the middle of these lands, alone, with a child?" the lighter elf called up.
"Hopefully speaking with a cursebreaker about the end results of his efforts," the drow said. "Drizzt Do'Urden. And Zanna." He helped the girl wriggle down into his hold from the branch she'd been on.
"What in hell has Sam been doing?" the darker elf grumbled, getting elbowed by the other full-blood.
"Uncle," the half-human said in a chastising tone.
"Sharr. Kor. And my son, Del," the paler elf said, a slight smile for his kin.
Drizzt's eyebrows both rose. "Well, Sam will be even more pleased to see you all. I have heard the tale as he got it." He looked at Zanna. "We will do a bit of exploring, give you all time to visit."
"I — "
"Thank you, saer, we will be on our way," the darker one — Kor — said before Sharr could say more.
"But — "
"Hush and let's go see your daft cousin," Kor grumbled, firmly leading the other two on. The one called Del looked back and shrugged with an apologetic smile for his uncle.
Drizzt just shook his head and looked at his daughter.
"Your other daddy has family that's been gone a long time going to see him. Let's see what good things to eat we can find for when we go see him."
"Okay!" she said cheerfully.
Drizzt woke from his nap with Zanna midday to see the party of three coming back his way. That was… not good, as it meant Sam wasn't in.
He sat up and looked at the trio after being certain his daughter was still resting.
"He's not in?" Drizzt asked, unable to keep the disappointment from his voice.
"No. And… we wanted to know if you wished to join us, as we are going to someone who might know where he currently is," Sharr said. "It's only a week on the road, but we thought you might appreciate the company and a place to help you find him."
Drizzt shook his head. "No. I appreciate the offer, but it would be too strange," and he looked at the darker elf, the one called Kor, able to see that one had no interest in a drow sharing their road. "I will seek him at a later time."
"Are you sure?" the half-human, Del asked. "I'm pretty sure since you've seen him most recently, you might be able to help my mother trace him."
"No, as I was expecting him to be here. However, he lost much time working on the curse I brought him a few years ago. He's likely making up time on his research."
"A child that young shouldn't be in the wilds," Kor said with a scowl. "Are you going back to your kind?"
"I am going wherever Mielikki calls me," Drizzt said, a stubborn set to his jaw. "I wish you all well, but I am a ranger, and go where the wilds call. Zanna is not without protections, I assure you.
"If, when you find Sam, you could tell him I did pass this way, and will return in time, I would appreciate it."
"As you will, Saer," Sharr said. "May Eilistraee — and Mielikki — guard your path."
Drizzt nodded to them, watching them walk on, before lying beside his daughter to rest further.
Sharr settled in with his lady after a long day of catching up with friends here in her city.
"So we decided, when Charic said Sam had settled near Yartar, to go that way, as it let me renew acquaintances in some villages toward that direction."
"And he's in Shadowdale," Alustriel told him with amusement. "Something I could have told you if anyone had reached out."
"We didn't want to bother you, and it was good to introduce Del to people I knew," Sharr said, before kissing her. "And we had the most interesting encounter, with a peaceful drow, who wound up claiming to be a ranger of Mielikki of all things, with a tiny little girl at his side.
"I have questions for your sister, letting such roam around alone."
"I believe she had little choice, as she was fretting over a ranger with a small child some months back, and how he could not bear to stay under rock any longer."
"He did mention going where the wilds demanded," Sharr told her with a sigh. "But he was on his way to see Sam as well. So we need to mention that to him when I see him."
"Indeed. And I will pass on to my sister that you saw the ranger and his daughter." She looked at her elf-lord. "Did you offer to have come with you, or was Kor too prickly?"
"We did offer; he refused."
"Ahh, well, we'll just be certain to pass on to Syluné that Sam needs to check in soon."
"Indeed."
Sam grasped his cousin's shoulders with enthusiasm, then thumped Korvallen on the back before looking at Del.
"You are the youngest of Sharr's boys, and have you chosen a sensible short name to get away from the ridiculous one he gave you?"
Del wound up laughing, even as Sharr snorted. "Del, cousin. I'm looking forward to getting to know you almost as much as I am the rest of my brothers."
"Good men, all of the ones I have spent time with," Sam said approvingly. "But given those idiots came after me — when I'd been out of touch for so long! — I am just as glad they sent you with Sharr and Kor to be safe."
"So we heard," Kor said. "Would've been better to have you with us, I think."
"Well I had no idea our family's enemies would stoop so low as a blood-tracing spell," Sam said with a deep sigh.
"Hindsight and all that," Sharr said with a shrug as they all got settled in. "I'm glad you didn't get killed."
"I was small fish, compared to you, Sharr, and you know it." Sam then leaned back and stretched, happy to be with family.
"What the hell kind of cursebreaking were you doing for a drow?" Kor asked, crossing his arms in full grumpy mode.
That made Sam sit right back up. "You've seen Drizzt? Where? When?"
"Wow," Del said. "Now I really wish he'd've come with us here, the way you just reacted."
"When we went to see you, so two weeks ago now?" Sharr said. "Said he was coming to tell you about the end of a curse."
"Still think he's foolish to be dragging that little girl around the wilds like that," Kor grumbled.
All color drained from Sam's face. "About three years old?"
"Roughly," Kor said, curiosity making him lean forward now.
"Damn that drow-hearted bitch for all eternity," Sam swore.
"Sam?"
The wizard took a deep breath at Sharr's concerned voice. "I helped Drizzt with a baleful polymorph gender flip curse. And when magic wasn't working on it, with his refusal to deal with clerics… we tried a practical solution."
"So that little girl, you think, is our cousin?" Del asked, excitement showing in his delighted smile.
"Most likely," Sam said glumly. "I need to go find them," he added.
"Of course," Sharr told him. "We did try to get him to come with us."
Sam smiled, even as he was standing. "I appreciate that, but he is a very independent man."
"Got that impression," Sharr said with a smile. "Good hunting."
"I'll need the luck; he's a damned good ranger and all that implies!"
When Sam returned, it was with Zanna but not Drizzt, and the family — as many of Sharr's sons had arrived — got to fuss over the small girl.
"Her father is hunting something, and agreed to return here. As he is no longer cloaked from sendings or scryings, I will be staying in touch, to help him as I am able," Sam said. "But he was very glad to see me, and I am looking forward to being a father to our child," he told them all.
"Ask if he wants a pair or two of hands… and sets of hooves… to help, when you check in next," Methri said. "He's family; he should have support, and not have to be away from her so long."
"I will, and thank you," Sam said, before smiling fondly at the little girl playing between them. "This is a grand new adventure for me."
"And you'll do fine," Sharr assured, happy it had turned out so well.
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Forgotten Realms, The Legend of Drizzt Series - R. A. Salvatore
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Drizzt Do'Urden, Original Elf Character(s), Original Drow Character(s)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Past Gender Changes, Unplanned Pregnancy, prompt fic, Minor Appearances By Other Characters
Summary:
Kor and Sharr and Del meet a drow with a child on their way to Sam's.
Family Reunions of a Sort
As first meetings between a drow and an elf went, it was quite good, but if it had been between any two other species, well...
… the elves in question might not have been startled into drawing their weapons to begin with.
"I will point out I could have not drawn attention to myself," the drow in the lower boughs of the large tree said. "But you do all seem to be on the same road that I have been following, and that makes me curious why a pair of wood elves, and a half-human, are seeking the wizard that lives a day ahead of here."
"We might be going to Yartar," the paler of the two full-bloods said.
"You might, but it makes little sense as it would have meant leaving the main road to take this trace, and then you'd still need to circle back to actually reach the proper gate.
"I truly am curious, so I know if I need to delay my own visit, so that he can conduct business without me complicating matters."
The darker elf was drawing in a breath to say something when the drow suddenly reached up and over, close to the trunk, steadying —
— a child?!
"You are supposed to be sleeping, little one," the drow said, ignoring the elves, high enough up to not fear their swords, and two close for arrows to have much effect.
"Heard voices," the child said in very curious tones.
"What is a drow doing in the middle of these lands, alone, with a child?" the lighter elf called up.
"Hopefully speaking with a cursebreaker about the end results of his efforts," the drow said. "Drizzt Do'Urden. And Zanna." He helped the girl wriggle down into his hold from the branch she'd been on.
"What in hell has Sam been doing?" the darker elf grumbled, getting elbowed by the other full-blood.
"Uncle," the half-human said in a chastising tone.
"Sharr. Kor. And my son, Del," the paler elf said, a slight smile for his kin.
Drizzt's eyebrows both rose. "Well, Sam will be even more pleased to see you all. I have heard the tale as he got it." He looked at Zanna. "We will do a bit of exploring, give you all time to visit."
"I — "
"Thank you, saer, we will be on our way," the darker one — Kor — said before Sharr could say more.
"But — "
"Hush and let's go see your daft cousin," Kor grumbled, firmly leading the other two on. The one called Del looked back and shrugged with an apologetic smile for his uncle.
Drizzt just shook his head and looked at his daughter.
"Your other daddy has family that's been gone a long time going to see him. Let's see what good things to eat we can find for when we go see him."
"Okay!" she said cheerfully.
Drizzt woke from his nap with Zanna midday to see the party of three coming back his way. That was… not good, as it meant Sam wasn't in.
He sat up and looked at the trio after being certain his daughter was still resting.
"He's not in?" Drizzt asked, unable to keep the disappointment from his voice.
"No. And… we wanted to know if you wished to join us, as we are going to someone who might know where he currently is," Sharr said. "It's only a week on the road, but we thought you might appreciate the company and a place to help you find him."
Drizzt shook his head. "No. I appreciate the offer, but it would be too strange," and he looked at the darker elf, the one called Kor, able to see that one had no interest in a drow sharing their road. "I will seek him at a later time."
"Are you sure?" the half-human, Del asked. "I'm pretty sure since you've seen him most recently, you might be able to help my mother trace him."
"No, as I was expecting him to be here. However, he lost much time working on the curse I brought him a few years ago. He's likely making up time on his research."
"A child that young shouldn't be in the wilds," Kor said with a scowl. "Are you going back to your kind?"
"I am going wherever Mielikki calls me," Drizzt said, a stubborn set to his jaw. "I wish you all well, but I am a ranger, and go where the wilds call. Zanna is not without protections, I assure you.
"If, when you find Sam, you could tell him I did pass this way, and will return in time, I would appreciate it."
"As you will, Saer," Sharr said. "May Eilistraee — and Mielikki — guard your path."
Drizzt nodded to them, watching them walk on, before lying beside his daughter to rest further.
Sharr settled in with his lady after a long day of catching up with friends here in her city.
"So we decided, when Charic said Sam had settled near Yartar, to go that way, as it let me renew acquaintances in some villages toward that direction."
"And he's in Shadowdale," Alustriel told him with amusement. "Something I could have told you if anyone had reached out."
"We didn't want to bother you, and it was good to introduce Del to people I knew," Sharr said, before kissing her. "And we had the most interesting encounter, with a peaceful drow, who wound up claiming to be a ranger of Mielikki of all things, with a tiny little girl at his side.
"I have questions for your sister, letting such roam around alone."
"I believe she had little choice, as she was fretting over a ranger with a small child some months back, and how he could not bear to stay under rock any longer."
"He did mention going where the wilds demanded," Sharr told her with a sigh. "But he was on his way to see Sam as well. So we need to mention that to him when I see him."
"Indeed. And I will pass on to my sister that you saw the ranger and his daughter." She looked at her elf-lord. "Did you offer to have come with you, or was Kor too prickly?"
"We did offer; he refused."
"Ahh, well, we'll just be certain to pass on to Syluné that Sam needs to check in soon."
"Indeed."
Sam grasped his cousin's shoulders with enthusiasm, then thumped Korvallen on the back before looking at Del.
"You are the youngest of Sharr's boys, and have you chosen a sensible short name to get away from the ridiculous one he gave you?"
Del wound up laughing, even as Sharr snorted. "Del, cousin. I'm looking forward to getting to know you almost as much as I am the rest of my brothers."
"Good men, all of the ones I have spent time with," Sam said approvingly. "But given those idiots came after me — when I'd been out of touch for so long! — I am just as glad they sent you with Sharr and Kor to be safe."
"So we heard," Kor said. "Would've been better to have you with us, I think."
"Well I had no idea our family's enemies would stoop so low as a blood-tracing spell," Sam said with a deep sigh.
"Hindsight and all that," Sharr said with a shrug as they all got settled in. "I'm glad you didn't get killed."
"I was small fish, compared to you, Sharr, and you know it." Sam then leaned back and stretched, happy to be with family.
"What the hell kind of cursebreaking were you doing for a drow?" Kor asked, crossing his arms in full grumpy mode.
That made Sam sit right back up. "You've seen Drizzt? Where? When?"
"Wow," Del said. "Now I really wish he'd've come with us here, the way you just reacted."
"When we went to see you, so two weeks ago now?" Sharr said. "Said he was coming to tell you about the end of a curse."
"Still think he's foolish to be dragging that little girl around the wilds like that," Kor grumbled.
All color drained from Sam's face. "About three years old?"
"Roughly," Kor said, curiosity making him lean forward now.
"Damn that drow-hearted bitch for all eternity," Sam swore.
"Sam?"
The wizard took a deep breath at Sharr's concerned voice. "I helped Drizzt with a baleful polymorph gender flip curse. And when magic wasn't working on it, with his refusal to deal with clerics… we tried a practical solution."
"So that little girl, you think, is our cousin?" Del asked, excitement showing in his delighted smile.
"Most likely," Sam said glumly. "I need to go find them," he added.
"Of course," Sharr told him. "We did try to get him to come with us."
Sam smiled, even as he was standing. "I appreciate that, but he is a very independent man."
"Got that impression," Sharr said with a smile. "Good hunting."
"I'll need the luck; he's a damned good ranger and all that implies!"
When Sam returned, it was with Zanna but not Drizzt, and the family — as many of Sharr's sons had arrived — got to fuss over the small girl.
"Her father is hunting something, and agreed to return here. As he is no longer cloaked from sendings or scryings, I will be staying in touch, to help him as I am able," Sam said. "But he was very glad to see me, and I am looking forward to being a father to our child," he told them all.
"Ask if he wants a pair or two of hands… and sets of hooves… to help, when you check in next," Methri said. "He's family; he should have support, and not have to be away from her so long."
"I will, and thank you," Sam said, before smiling fondly at the little girl playing between them. "This is a grand new adventure for me."
"And you'll do fine," Sharr assured, happy it had turned out so well.