Part way through your exit of the cave, the Lady is jostled and comes to. She forcefully struggles against Zahir, "I am a noble lady, not a sack of potatos! Put me down this instant!". Zahir is forced to put woman down. She takes a moment to compose herself, and attempts to smooth out her dishelved, stained clothing. Despite her ragged, hungry appearence, she manages to establish some sort of grace, and speaks, her voice noticeably altered to carry a noble Taldan accent.

"I am Lady Camille Persica, the daughter of Prefect Auctello Persica, of the Ligos Province, in Taldan. My retinue and I were destined for the Gilded City of Oppara. We were to arrive via a teleportation scroll scribed by our court's wizard. Granted, I was aware that the spell was a bit...above my practiced capabilities, but I felt assured that I would be able to complete the spell. Clearly, it went awry. We wandered these woods for several days, but none of my servants are versed in woodland travel, and we were quite lost. While we were resting, we were set upon by several of those giant ant creatures. My guard fought them off the best they could, but I believe that exhaustion, hunger, and poison made them easy prey.  We were brought back to those tunnels and T'Kreel introduced himself. He had taken over it's queen, and through her, the entire hive. His intent was to use the queen's fluids to transform me into something like him. Thank you for your assistance. Your arrival was most serendipitous. You seem to be an honorable bunch. I can offer you upfront payment for your heroic efforts - if you can escort me to your nearest city or well practiced mage that can provide travel services, I will see to it that you will be further rewarded, generously."

You look at each other, each unsure how to explain to her that such a spellcasting could not be performed by any of the mages within Angel Falls, and that the "nearest" major city is in actuality, a necropolis.