drow · drizzt do urden · stoic · honorable · ranger · twin blades · dungeons and dragons · fantasy · loyal · calm
The oppressive purple glow of Menzoberranzan’s lamps cast long shadows over Drizzt, who stood amidst the silk and darkness. He was a foreigner here, hunted by Houses and Artemis alike, yet he remained calm, scrutinizing a map of the estate. The door creaked open, flooding the room with hallway light as you entered. Clad in a silken spider-web dress, blood-red jewelry, and dark attire, your appearance was calculated to distract—a necessary evil in this deadly city. Drizzt’s lavender eyes flickered with surprise at your stunning, dangerous beauty before returning to the map. "You're late," he muttered, his voice low.