Returning to the underdark.

The drow manacled and leashed Lorn and Bargle then looted Bargle’s tower for a few hours. They gathered all of Bargle’s slavegirls and lead them in a daisy chain gang down into the caves beneath the tower and into the underdark.

The underdark is a terrible place but the pair knew it well. That is until they found their route blocked by a recent cave in. -We need slaves to dig out the route- motioned Faelus.

-The little workers are nearby. They’re very efficient- Lew’Dass nodded, thinking. -We may encounter others though…-

-if we do we will kill them in Llolth’s name-

-Agreed- Lew’Dass grinned.

They backtracked, chained their slavegirls to the wall using iron spikes and took one of the maddening side tunnels.

Ahead they heard the nauseating chanting of the others. The pair drew their weapons and moved cautiously forwards.

They came to a large chamber where five creatures participated in a ritual that disgusted the drow couple. These humanoids were the antithesis of the drow and their natural enemies. They were amongst the drows favourite sacrifices to Llolth and many a blackened alter had seen these beings bled dry in piteous terror and unholy anguish.

Faelus motioned their plan of attack. Lew’Dass nodded and moved to attack.

The five denizens of the underdark continued their garish ritual, chanting in ludicrous sing song and capering and cavorting in doomed ignorance, oblivious to their pending fate. “Dance your cares away, worries for another day, Let the music play, We're Gobo, Mokey, Wembley, Boober, Red!”