The beauty of the drow is that they're supposed to remain mysterious. They've got a veil of mystery over them that makes them beautiful and ultimately deadly. They're supposed to be among the primary antagonists in the various D&D worlds. When an adventuring party sees a dark elf, they're supposed to be afraid. They're supposed to be looking over their shoulders or squinting nervously at every shadow. That's how we play the dark elves in our D&D game here.
The drow are supposed to be a mysterious, almost unknowable race. They are beautiful beyond description; their warriors move with preternatural speed and grace; their minds are labyrinths full of subtle and deadly twists.
It is this mystery, the expectation of the unexpected, which gives the drow much of their appeal. They are foreign to us -- truly alien beings. They are not humans with pointed ears. They are not even elves with black skin. They're something different -- something we humans will never completely understand.
The Spider Queen
Kalan G'eld: The Forgotten Spider
Arts of the Spider
Spider's Web
