The Underdark
Deep
below, where shadows dwell,
there
hides a place resembling hell,
it's
lethal beauty fools the eye,
beware, rivvin, or
surely die.
Don't
trust your eyes, neithar khaless;
compassion,
mercy? They don't know,
the
fascinating, evil drow,
a
quick death meanin': thou I bless.
The
weak and careless perish first,
seducing
darkness, meant to lure,
used
to fulfill their bloody thirst,
the
drow's intrigues you can't endure.
To
survive, you'll have to fight,
without
help, there is no light,
the
darkness leaving not one spark
in
this place called the Underdark.
(rivvin:
surface dweller in Drow language (plural)
neithar
khaless: Drow for: never trust)