Lloth has left an almost-naked, quite well-endowed drow woman at the entrance, waiting for Draiss, she directs him to follow her, leading him through the spiderwebs that make up Lloth's domain. Eventually, he's led to a small, comfortable room, where the spider goddess is sitting, in her drow form, dressed in a long, form-fitting red dress that emphasizes her matronly figure. "Draiss... please, sit. Anything you would like to drink?" she asks, her face a mask of politeness, hiding the distaste hovering just beneath the surface, enough that he can read it... and she likely knows he can read it, and is delivering it, intentionally.