Falaya hadn't gone back to her seat yet that another orc came in, one that kept thinking himself as chief. She sighed and sat, looking at him. "How about you stop thinking about the lizards as your contest and instead focus on capturing adventurers, honey? Make yourself useful and go patrol the hallways." The Drow Queen loved to tease her creatures, knowing they couldn't do anything about it.<br/><br/>The dungeon itself was fairly big, like a maze underground, made of hallways and many rooms. Most rooms were empty, although some were used by the creatures as living quarters or prisons for their captives. There were also traps of all types, including spikes and hidden holes, and some less lethal ones using ropes.<br/><br/>The entrance was fairly visible in the side of a sinister looking mountain, clear for all to enter. Of course few dared. The chains, skulls and blood stain on the entrance wall was warning enough to make most people turn back. But there were adventurers, those brave enough to keep going. And those were the ones Falaya and her creatures waited for.<br/><br/><br/>