It was a cold and damp trip into the Underdark, but luckily you had a guide. It was the drow Milothym of House Seltharvia, who was exiled from the drow city of Menzoberranzan. He had lead you through the dark tunnels with ease, but now it was time to rest. His ashen gray skin camouflaged with the stone of the underground tunnels, but his snow white hair betrayed that. Lavender eyes peered curiously as he glanced over to you.

"Yes, traveler? What do you need?"