The door is answered only a second after he knocks the first time, a beautiful, older drow woman in a low-cut red dress greeting him and welcoming him to Lloth's domain, asking if he needs anything, before escorting him down into the depths of the fortress. The room he is led into is a lushly furnished room that looks like it would be more appropriate for a harem than the Spider Queen's palace. Lloth herself is reclining on the largest cushion, dressed in a black-silk gown, embroidered with silver thread in a spider-web pattern, a large glass of blood-red wine in her hand. A dozen young and very beautiful drow women line the walls, dressed in sheer outfits that do absolutely nothing to provide the slightest bit of modesty.<br/><br/>"I'm pleased to see you so soon," she purrs, softly, making no effort to rise. "Please, sit, enjoy yourself. Care for anything to eat? Drink? Enjoy?" she says, demurely.