Editing Ilsenhoon the Mind Flayer Ministrel (section)

===Chapter 2===
A month later, Ilsenhoon was brought before the Elder Brain of the city, held fast by two orcish thralls. WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS, he boomed to all within range, struggling against his captors.

Ilsenhoon stared down into the iridescent blue pool, just able to make out the grand splendor of the Elder Brain, its massive tentacles gently undulating in the murky depths, without causing a single ripple on the surface.

Other Illithids circled around the pool. The orcs forced Ilsenhoon onto his knees before retreating and leaving the chamber. How strange, thralls were only forced to leave during certain proceedings... implantations, military and diplomatic meetings (usually one in the same), and... Ilsenhoon's milky white eyes narrowed... banishment.

The illithids stepped close. Ilsenhoon was sure he could even see several ulitharids, and the city's only alhoon among the circle.

ILSENHOON, the Elder Brain cracked, its thoughts entering his mind like a fine razor. YOU HAVE MADE A REQUEST TO HOLD A ‘CONCERT' DURING THE NEXT IMPLANTATION CEREMONY. EXPLAIN.

Ilsenhoon shook his head for a moment, clearing his thoughts and gulped, feeling nervous for the first time in his life. OH GREAT ELDER. A CONCERT IS AN EVENT WHICH FEATURES MUSIC. I AM TOLD IT IS QUITE ENTERTAINING, AND HELPS TO INCREASE MORALE AND PROMOTE FRIVOLITY.

Immediately Ilsenhoon could feel dozens of voices inside his head, all shouting, all angry. One rang out above them all, silencing them. SILENCE. WE DO NOT NEED FRIVOLITY. WE DO NOT NEED MORALE. WE ARE ILLITHID. WE ARE SUPERIOR.

The circle closed in further, their thoughts striking him as one. ITS MIND IS UNCLEAN. IT HAS BEEN TAINTED.

CONFIRMED, the Elder Brain's thoughts again silenced the rest, cutting into Ilsenhoon's mind painfully. YOU ARE TAINTED. EMOTIONS CRACK THE BORDERS OF YOUR MIND.

There was a moment of absolute silence for a long while, deafening silence. Ilsenhoon knew they were communicating amongst themselves... deciding his fate.

The Elder Brain's thoughts returned. YOU WILL BE BANISHED, WITH THE LOCATION OF ALL ILLITHID CITIES STRIPPED FROM YOUR MIND. YOU ARE NEVER TO RETURN TO OUR KIND. YOU WILL LIVE OUT YOUR REMAINING DAYS ON THE SURFACE WORLD, NEVER AGAIN TO SEE THE GLORY OF THE ILLITHID EMPIRE.

A cacophony of thoughts entered his mind again, overpowering him, and pushing him into unconsciousness.

He later came to, at the mouth of a cave... the vast night sky laid out before him. He couldn't remember where he came from... but he held his guitar close and struck out into the world.