Unable to recall any drow cities Zarna decides to err on the side of caution by answering truthfully. "I'm from the surface. An earthquake resulted in my unexpected arrival in the Underdark." She replies considering the virtue in hiring a guide or simply purchasing a map. Either way she would be stuck putting herself in the Kolbold's hands. Not the most pleasant idea in the world maybe she could simply get escort to the nearest Drow city and move from there. Though it had been a long time since her mother's tales and longer still since she spoke to anyone from the Underdark. From what her mother said it was best to avoid meeting up with Matron Baen'Val if she could. But for all Zarna knew the house had a changed and might offer her assistance...or a knife in the back with lolth's name carved into it.<br/><br/>For the first time Zarna cursed her pale skin. If she could at least pass for drow this might be so much easier. Regardless she didn't trust how curious this man was it made her ears itch. Her mother's voice chided her for beginning so honestly and Zarna reminds herself that she is no longer at home and the underdark is different from anything she knows.<br/>"Actually come to think of it I may visit some relatives while I'm here. Why don't you provide me an escort to the nearest city of my people." Declares Zarna throwing as much drow into the accent as was possible while still speaking undercommon. It wouldn't be the first time her heritage got her out of a tough spot. The loggers from last year likely still suffered nightmares. She would have to hope it would work this time as well.