World of Drizzt - Drizzt Bio
During the time Drizzt was in a relationship with Catti-brie, he dealt with an . Despite trying to follow Innovindil's advice to live his life in bursts equivalent to a. 35 quotes have been tagged as drizzt: R.A. Salvatore: 'Change is not always " The choice is neither mine nor yours," the drow explained, "but Catti-brie's. Wulfgar looked long and hard at his dear friend, determined to heed that wise advice. . Knowledge Quotes k; Relationships Quotes k; Motivational Quotes 9k. Any advice for keeping things consistent and avoiding mistakes with My question is:Where did the names Drizzt Do'Urden and Catti-Brie came from? .. I' m someone who hasn't read a lot of fantasy books save a couple of.
She was able to use healing magic from Mielikki from the age of five. Until her shapeshifting left her upon the return of the Weave in DRshe was able to shapeshift into the following forms: She is kind, tolerant, and pragmatic.
Moreover, Catti-brie has grown into the emotional compass for her adventuring companions, guiding both Drizzt and Wulfgar prior to his time in Errtu 's clutches into wise action with her common sense and clear insight.
She possessed a magical Cat's Eye circlet  that allowed her to see her surroundings in a light as bright as in a moonlit night. After she began her training as a wizard she wears the robes of Jack the Gnome .
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She also adorned herself with a small dagger, an assortment of wands and a pair of powerfully enchanted rings, one of which she claimed could bring the stars themselves down from the sky. The sword was a sentient artifact that wished to be wielded by the best fighter in the land. With Dantrag being defeated in battle by Drizzt, it assumed the shape of a unicorn on its pommel to lure the renegade drow with the image of his deity.
Cattie-brie assumed ownership instead, and the sword managed to compel her to try and force herself upon Drizzt as a manifestation of the Khazid'hea's desire.
She emerged from the battle of wills weary, but totally in command of the sword. He looked back into her blue eyes and knew somehow that was where Catti-brie's mind had led her as well.
It had been a dire moment for them both. Her next words were very quiet, even to Drizzt's sensitive ears. I was floatin in dark hell, and I felt that touch, that kiss, and I knew it was ye, I felt it burnin away the hopelessness that sank into me bones.
The closeness was not uncomfortable. A thick blanket separated them, yet Drizzt could feel Catti-brie's body heat in waves. He could hear her heart thudding out its quickened rhythm, though she was outwardly calm. Drizzt's head started to spin. Catti-brie lowered her own, pressing her forehead to Drizzt's and locked his eyes to hers.
Drizzt, a bit shaken, for he wondered where the conversation would turn, felt the familiar tingle and a sense of calm move through him at the contact and her proximity. One that's not a battle, somethin better, somethin Catti-brie, child of the unforgiving Icewind Dale, champion archer of Mithral Hall, daughter of the mighty Bruenor Battlehammer, was afraid.
Afraid of Drizzt's rejection in this.
Catti-brie was his friend, and she was also a beautiful woman. Everything about her was beautiful, inside and out. Drizzt had dared to dream of having her once, but neveronce had he accepted even the possibility of realization without some sign from her.
Then Catti-brie and Wulfgar had come together and Drizzt had been truly happy for them both. That was it, so far as Drizzt had been concerned. But Catti-brie was here, now, in his room, so close he could hear her heartbeat, asking this of him Catti-brie went on, voice just as quiet, but more serious, "Ye know I've never I've not known those pleasures Drizzt quickly took them back and raised them to his lips, gently kissing her knuckles, caressing them against his face, he put his slender fingers to her lips to silence her as she started to speak again.
Mild callouses fer such a master of swords, Catti-brie thought.
For neither have I known those pleasures, and I cannot think of a single person I'd rather know them with. They needed no more words. Drizzt pulled his blankets back in invitation, and Catti-brie, hesitating only a moment in disbelief, curled down with him. She could see, even without the lamplight, the lavender fire in his eyes. Not the fire for battle but a fire nonetheless passionate, and one that warmed her and made her shiver all at once.
Drizzt closed the blankets around them both, and Catti-brie was pulled tight to his bare chest, the drow ranger nuzzling into her hair and inhaling deeply. Drizzt was as strong as she'd known he would be, and she was aware of every muscle that moved around her as he held her.
Catti-brie inhaled the muted scent of woods and wilds and something unique that could only come from the living onyx that was his skin. It smelled like Drizzt Do'Urden to her and she breathed him in as deeply as she could. Her fingers roamed up and found the snowy-soft locks of the dark elf's hair, burying her fingers through it and relishing the satin feel.
How many times had she thought about how his hair would slip through her fingers, and how soft it must be to touch? How would it tickle her cheek if she kissed him? She could kiss Drizzt now. She blushed only for a second before a fire lit in Catti-brie's blood. Catti-brie lifted her head and caught Drizzt's mouth suddenly with her own, lightly at first, testing, and then harder as she felt the same shudder that rocked her rock the elf as well.
Drizzt's hands roamed along her sides, down to her hips and then back to her shoulders, his fingertips, roughened only slightly from swordplay, dancing across her curves, making her skin rise beneath the thin shift she wore.
He desired her too, and that knowledge sent a thrill up and down her body. Catti-brie tasted like forge fires and earth and the rain in Montolio's forest grove as Drizzt flickered his tongue between her lips. This woman who'd been in his heart for so long. She saturated his senses. And still Drizzt wanted more, to taste more, to touch more.
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Slowly, ever so slowly, having to hold himself and his trembling hands back from the passion for her, Drizzt pulled at the shift she wore, careful not to tear the thing, until it was in a pool on the floor. Catti-brie's skin was soft as Drizzt had imagined it would be, when he'd dared to imagine. Made even more beautiful with the flush that rose in her skin at being naked with her ranger friend. With nimble, gentle fingers he caressed everywhere he could reach; her hips, her back, her thighs, her face, her shoulders.
The tiny sounds she let escape as Drizzt's fingertips stroked her skin were a music he wanted to hear again and again. Drizzt stroked around the lily white skin of Catti-brie's breast, pausing only to brush a thumb over her tightened, rosy nipple and he was rewarded with a sweet moan that made his body tremble fiercely.
That sound, Drizzt decided then and there, would be his teacher in this. It would guide the ranger in finding Catti-brie's pleasure. He would compare all other pleasures to that sound. Catti-brie flushed, having never been naked with anyone but herself before, but the way Drizzt kissed her then, so deeply and with such passion, chased away any chagrin she might have felt and replaced it with a searing need that bolstered her confidence.
Catti-brie's fingers traveled down from the drow's hair, across his firm shoulders, down the slope of his chest, feeling every finely toned muscle as it played beneath the obsidian skin. She found a few of the many scars her friend carried, and touched them with reverence.
She'd been present for more than a few of them. She felt also the bulge of his manhood against her hip and the fire in her flared, her body arching against that hardness and making Drizzt groan deeply. Catti-brie's fingers danced lower, over the planes of his tight stomach and to the ties at his sleep trousers.
Drizzt flinched slightly, stomach muscles quivering at her touch, and Catti-brie looked up into his bright violet eyes, pleading silently, but also looking for any doubt hidden there. If Drizzt showed any sign of not wanting this as much as she, Catti-brie would surely stop. Drizzt took a settling breath and found her eyes, nodding slightly. Drizzt's sleep trousers joined Catti-brie's shift on the floor.
Catti-brie's delicate fingers resumed their course down the drow's stomach, pausing only for a moment before finding Drizzt's member in the flesh. Drizzt let out a shuddering moan and his lavender eyes drifted shut as she stroked her fingers along his length, exploring so softly yet bringing such a profound reaction from the ranger.
She felt it growing harder beneath her touch, and pulsing that matched Drizzt's heartbeat. Catti-brie smiled inwardly to be the cause of such pleasure in her long-suffering friend. Suddenly, Drizzt turned and lifted himself in one light and graceful motion, surprising a gasp from Catti-brie as he settled over her, hips resting between her thighs. He kissed her fiercely, tongue pushing between her lips, and grinding his member against her thigh at the same time.
Cattie-brie's shock wore off quickly and she wrapped her arms and one leg around Drizzt, returning the kiss tenfold. Cattie-brie melted beneath him. Drizzt kissed his way down her neck, past her collarbone. He was rewarded with another moan as he flickered his tongue over each pert nipple in turn. Cattie-brie was writhing in his arms. Curious, he closed his eyes and allowed them to slip into the infravision of his heritage.