Aviendha gives a mental giggle, as she settles in with him. "Aye, not many of us, and all with different stories." a drow male says. "Yup. I got mine... well, I don't remember. Drunken dare to enter the test to become a god." "Concocted a special potion." "Was a dictator of a world-spanning empire, who worshiped me as a living god. So I became one." "Ritual that consumed the magic of an entire plane." "So, what was yours? I've heard bits and snippets, but no one has any actual answers."