Greetings.

[the_drow_ranger]

:: Here stands yet another drow, but his visage is a bit different then most. Upon his slender frame, which reaches only about 5'2", he wears dark colors of earthy brown and dark greens. His clothes appear very weather-stained and dirty, like he had not washed them in some years. Just because he was small though, doesn't mean he was not striking to look at. His skin was dark and his hair silvery white, but his eyes were a bright lavender hue. At his hips, one on each side, was a pair of schimitars but one was more decorative then the other. Hanging around his neck, made of white oak, was a pendent. It was shaped like a unicorn's head. ::

I have heard strange stories of this place, stories such as people coming back from the dead to live once again and other various strange tales, so I thought I would come and investigate for myself.
I have also heard stories of...well...of people like myself being here. Is there perhaps a man named Zaknafein dwelling here? *Is trying not to get his hopes up, because he could not be here. He could be trapped in the Abyss with Lolth still.*
If not, then, I am sure my stay here will be....interesting to say the least.