Homeland Station is the paradox of the world of my people, the limitation of our power within the hunger for power. It is gained through treachery and invites treachery against those who gain it. Those most powerful in Menzoberranzan spend their days watching over their shoulders, defending against the daggers that would find their backs. Their deaths usually come from the front.
Exile As I became a creature of the empty tunnels, survival became easier and more difficult all at once. I gained in the physical skills and experience necessary to live on. I could defeat almost anything that wandered into my chosen domain. It did not take me long, however, to discover one nemesis that I could neither defeat nor flee. It followed me wherever I went - indeed, the farther I ran, the more it closed in around me. My enemy was solitude, the interminable, incessant silenceof hushed corridors.
Drizzt Do'Urden emerges from the Underdark into a world of eye-searing light and bizarre new creatures -- a world teeming with life and almost limitless danger. For a dark elf born into the ruthless matriarchy of Menzoberranzan, the World Above can be a confusing place, but it can also be a place of second chances, new beginnings, and unimagined friendships. All he has to do is live long enough to convince the surface dwellers he means them no harm