Beneath the surface of the Forgotten Realms, beneath the thickness of thousands of miles of unfeeling stone, lies the Underdark. A land no star shines upon, and where the Sun does not warm with its rays. The inhabitants here don’t need light.
And everything the eyes of a lost traveler can distinguish with the help of a torch flame is his death reflected in a glint of metal—or the smile of someone’s fangs… The Underdark is the realm of darkness, silence, and death…
And one of those realms of life are hearths—cities that do not уступать to their surface “siblings” in grandeur, beauty, and size. And with one of the countless turns of a tunnel, a traveler may stumble upon such a city…
Welcome to our hearth of life! Welcome to Menzoberranzan, traveler! And don’t look at me with those eyes—my dagger is stuck between your ribs. You were warned: everything you find here is death. And the last thing you’ll see will be the beautiful smile of a drow! Now it’s time for darkness and silence… In the name of Llolth, the Spider Queen!