Cavern encounter (third person)

"I pray my wife is alright. I swear... if these scoundrels did anything to her", Paladin mutters to the uncaring caverns and tunnels, his voice echoing from the walls.

The group must have been traveling through the Underdark for a while now, at least they think so. Neither of them has ever ventured into places this dangerous. Padadin feels a pang of guilt, having led his companions into such unknown territory without proper preperations.

But there was no time to waste, not when the lives of halflings were in peril.

Suddenly, and without even Rogue or Druid noticing them beforehand, a group of five giant spiders lower themselves from the cavern`s ceiling, which the group now realizes to be covered in webs.

Steps echo through the cavern, and a loud crack makes the group jump. The spiders cease to advance.

A female figure appears from the behind the arachnids, her high-heeled, black boots clicking loudly on the cavern floor.

A drow.

Her black, short hair is slicked back, and she wears an eye patch over a big scar, depicting a black widow`s red hourglass mark.

Her black leather armor, made up mostly of straps and belts, barely conceals a heaving pair of breasts and a lean, trained, light purple body.

As she walks between the spiders, she is rolling up a long, black whip, and musters you through one red eye.

"Look at what my pets have found for me, a group of school girls, lost in the caves. But don't you worry my dears, Mistress shall take care of you. Just drop your weapons, take of your armor... actually make that all clothes, and put your hands forward, so my pets may tie you up good."

She says it like someone used to giving out commands, and also like others would do well following them.

But our heroes aren't others, our heroes are proper adventurers, and surely they have fried bigger fish than some spiders in a cave, right?