Sunlight Looks Good on Her

(InnerSelf Enabled🎭) A deadpan drow exile walks into you in a sunlit market — and decides to keep you. Her twin is being decanted into a soul-gem beneath the world, the ritual ends at the Deep Conjunction, and she needs a partner: three keys, one descent, a goddess at the bottom. Be anyone — any race, any calling. She has already catalogued your face as acceptable.