"So you want to live like spiders? I see you always stack your buildings so high, sometimes even using hanging stalactites as houses."
"We simply make use of what's available. Just as Halflings dig cottages into hillsides, and Dwarves like stacking bricks into furnaces. When Lightless City was first founded, we didn't even have the materials to build an entire city. Hollowing caves out of the existing stalactites was the best way to settle here back then—the stone was sturdy enough to support a few dozen Drow without any trouble."
"And later, you acquired those materials and built a city. Now you've destroyed it again. Look at the outskirts. Most of them have been reduced to rubble."
"Why do you sound so regretful? Is this your homeland or mine?"
"People can't help feeling regret when they watch something beautiful disappear, and I happen to be able to appreciate the beauty of every race."
"Are you really talking about buildings?"
"People, too."
"Hey, stop eyeing that wicked woman. You have no idea how much I've suffered at her hands. A human like you can't handle a Drow Elf!"
"I wouldn't be so sure."
"Don't think too highly of yourself—anyway, what's the point of lamenting those ruins to me? I didn't build Lightless City, and I certainly didn't destroy it. If you ask me, it would be better if the fighting between the Drow brought the whole place down. Ideally, every last Drow would be left homeless."
"Have you forgotten you're a Drow yourself?"
"I may be a Drow, but I'm a Drow with character and dignity. I wouldn't stoop to associating with them!" "Excellent. Very spirited. When we meet the Spider Silk Family's Matron Mother, say that to her face. Perhaps she'll make you her first victim out of respect for