15-20 (Good)

You let the first spider taste the fire of your torch, ramming it into it's eight eyed face. Next you spin around, and with one sweeping motion you plant your axe in the head of another.

You wind up to split the head of the third spider, as a whip snaps around your arm, halting your attack.

"Looks like this one got moxy! You'll make a fine addition to the arena!" she seems almost cheerful as she praises you for having killed two of her minions.

You pull with all your might, but the drow is stronger than you, and keeps you in place, as the third spider binds you up, rendering you helpless.

Without your battle prowess, your comrades falter fast, and are quickly stripped and bound by the drow and her remaining spiders.

Then the drow saunters up to you, a purple ballgag in hand, grinning from one long ear to the other. You try to turn away, but she kneels down and holds your head in place between her hand and her heaving bossom, as she plops the gag into your mouth. Between the gaps in her weird strap armor, she is still hot and sweaty from battle. You go beet red and completely still, as she fastens the gag around your head.

In a single file, you are being led down deeper into the Underdark.