The Foundation of the House Noamuth has been a long and cloudy history. Since the falling of the Ilythiiri into the har'oloth . A world that hasn’t been seen by many humanoids and the other lesser creatures; only been spoken about within the horror of tales that have escaped by our commands to frighten the listeners.

        The darker Ilythiiri have a higher dignity and chance of making mistakes on the truth and the value of the better Ilythiiri, the people who have come to make up Noamuth. Abandoning the “imperfect” children within the caved of nearby, to be devoured by the creatures within. Never once, did the question of finding no remains of elven nature to be found.

        A selected few Driders had taken the children and other offerings or imperfect Ilythiiri; they raised them, nurtured them, and believed to have perfected them. After centuries of being close to slaves to the Driders, the Ilythiiri were ready to leave and start on what was to be their purpose. To form their own house, to stay in close contacts with these Driders who would be a continuous aid in supplying young imperfect elves.

        The House Noamuth , was founded on this day, under the eyes of Lolth. The hierarchy has been put in a close to stable formation, a better quality that the other Ilythiiri can claim. Killing each other for power, not a stable structure. We know our power, which is to be the masters of the above and below worlds.

        The time has now come, for us to spread our wings and carry the webbing of the Spider Queen to all corners of the world. To…

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