As the path leads you downwards and you peer your eyes in hope of seeing somthing else then total darkness, you feel a fog surround you. You are then able to notice that the fog is grey. Shortly after that you hear a voice. "Greetings traveler. I can see that you are a prime, and what more you are not packed for the cave. You see we have very strict rules about weapons and armor. But first let me introduce myself..." With these words a form walks towards you. It is not very tall, but gracious in its movements. It is humanlike. The shadowy form becomes more visable and it speaks again "My name is Gratz the Guide. My job is to help novices such as yourself to enjoy your stay here. If you are unfamiliar with my kind, I am a drow, a dark elf. I have lived here away from the sun for decades, and I am pleased with my life here. If you want you can be happy here also."
"You know that many humans, like yourself have entered here, but very few ever return. But still you come back, how come? What is it about death that fascinates you so much? I myself have no interest in dying young, so that is why I have helped so many foolish heros during the years. Underground has always been my home, so for me there is nothing else except this cave or of course drowish cities, but I am not very popular there I belive. You see in my society children grow up to be evil, and those who wish to become something else, seldomly survive. It is a pitty but that is our nature, our curse and our blessing."
"As I said before few ever return to Toril, but those who do are scared for life. There are many dangers here. Traps, monsters, pests, deadly insects and of course robbers. As you have perhaps noticed this is no ordinary cave. It is huge and only so many caves have moons. The Cave of the Grey Waste is another world. Inside you can even find villages, but the inhabitants aren't normal pesants. Beware and call if you need me." Then the drow slowly fades away into the darkness. There you stnad without a help and you see no way out.