"Deal. My name is Deillia." She descends from the ceiling shadows. Easily twice your size she stands over you. Her body is the same as the drow except for a large thorax that starts at her waist above her hip line. A white double stripe that runs down the back. "Where would you like to go? The surface it shall be. You will have to hold on to me as we rise through the crevasse." 

She adjusts to your weight and begins to climb with ease up and across multiple tunnels and what seemed to go on for hours she doesn't tire and talks silently as the climb continues. Up another crevasses And though a few miles of tunnels you reach the surface emerging from a small cave. your eyes narrowed to the light then grew wide. It was day and you were in unfamiliar land. The scent was unfamiliar. In light you could get and even better view of Deillia.