"Well, I guess you can stay here for a while. At least, for until we get everything sorted out with Elsa and the psychotic doctor." Yvonne escorts Drake to their room, a simple living quarters meant for guests. "Welcome to the Guild, Drake."
Elsa emerges from the corner of the repair room, feeling much more comfortable with the unfamiliar robot not present.
"I'm sorry to bring this up again Elsa, but are you sure you don't remember anything important about the doctor? We want to keep you as safe as possible, and anything you know would really help."
"-They control--- a large corporation back--- at Konton. [673.500.000.000] platinum this year. They--- rule the world; some might say. More--- than enough funding to build--- things like Telal."
"What's Telal?"
"-The fish. It--- told me its name; tried to--- trick me.It has--- siblings; made by the Doctor."
"When was this? Long ago, or near the present?"
"-Today. Telal is--- newborn; recently made by the Doctor. They were--- not in Hyde's database; until very recently."
"I think this conversation would be better had with Yvonne present, technology isn't my specialty." The king walks off in search of the queen.
After a short while of walking, you find Yvonne again, mug of tea in hand. She doesn't seem to notice you right now, and is walking toward her office.
"Um, Yvonne? Elsa might have some new info on the situation."
"Oh, that's good. Is it more intel on that Doctor?" Yvonne seems curious, but also slightly worried.
"Yes, I think so." The king turns to Elsa.
Elsa relays what they told you to Yvonne. She seems increasingly worried.
"Okay... so I'm seeing three big problems. One: That mecha-fish from hell isn't the only monster Doc made. Two: These things are telepathically toying with Elsa. Three: These thing's are only going to get better at trying to kill us." Yvonne starts pacing, which she usually does when deep in thought, or when nervous, or both. "This is really, really bad."
Elsa also seems uncomfortable.
"How's that god friend of yours doing?"
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"She's... managing. Still struggling with some personal stuff."
"Do you reckon she can help us?"
"Probably." Yvonne seems sad about something.
"Are you sure you're not hurt? I have some more healing magic..."
"No, I'm fine. Just... a little headache, that's all." *Roll Insight*
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Yvonne seems distant, which isn't normally like her. Her eyes have a yellowish tint to them, which isn't normal nor biologically possible for an Arachne.
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My pronouns are she/her.
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"She's... managing. Still struggling with some personal stuff."
"Do you reckon she can help us?"
"Probably." Yvonne seems sad about something.
"Are you sure you're not hurt? I have some more healing magic..."
"No, I'm fine. Just... a little headache, that's all." *Roll Insight*
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Yvonne seems distant, which isn't normally like her. Her eyes have a yellowish tint to them, which isn't normal nor biologically possible for an Arachne.
Before asking any questions, the king will put a hand on Yvonne's shoulder, and use lay on hands. He can use 5 hit points from his pool to neutralise disease or harmful effects, so he's going to get rid of any of those.
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"She's... managing. Still struggling with some personal stuff."
"Do you reckon she can help us?"
"Probably." Yvonne seems sad about something.
"Are you sure you're not hurt? I have some more healing magic..."
"No, I'm fine. Just... a little headache, that's all." *Roll Insight*
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Yvonne seems distant, which isn't normally like her. Her eyes have a yellowish tint to them, which isn't normal nor biologically possible for an Arachne.
Before asking any questions, the king will put a hand on Yvonne's shoulder, and use lay on hands. He can use 5 hit points from his pool to neutralise disease or harmful effects, so he's going to get rid of any of those.
It doesn't seem to do anything... maybe stronger magic is in order.
Yvonne shivers, seeming pained by your healing touch. "I... umm... I need to get some rest. Today has... taken its toll on me." She trudges towards her office.
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"She's... managing. Still struggling with some personal stuff."
"Do you reckon she can help us?"
"Probably." Yvonne seems sad about something.
"Are you sure you're not hurt? I have some more healing magic..."
"No, I'm fine. Just... a little headache, that's all." *Roll Insight*
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Yvonne seems distant, which isn't normally like her. Her eyes have a yellowish tint to them, which isn't normal nor biologically possible for an Arachne.
Before asking any questions, the king will put a hand on Yvonne's shoulder, and use lay on hands. He can use 5 hit points from his pool to neutralise disease or harmful effects, so he's going to get rid of any of those.
It doesn't seem to do anything... maybe stronger magic is in order.
Yvonne shivers, seeming pained by your healing touch. "I... umm... I need to get some rest. Today has... taken its toll on me." She trudges towards her office.
"Is there anything I can do to help? Maybe I should fetch a cleric..."
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"She's... managing. Still struggling with some personal stuff."
"Do you reckon she can help us?"
"Probably." Yvonne seems sad about something.
"Are you sure you're not hurt? I have some more healing magic..."
"No, I'm fine. Just... a little headache, that's all." *Roll Insight*
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Yvonne seems distant, which isn't normally like her. Her eyes have a yellowish tint to them, which isn't normal nor biologically possible for an Arachne.
Before asking any questions, the king will put a hand on Yvonne's shoulder, and use lay on hands. He can use 5 hit points from his pool to neutralise disease or harmful effects, so he's going to get rid of any of those.
It doesn't seem to do anything... maybe stronger magic is in order.
Yvonne shivers, seeming pained by your healing touch. "I... umm... I need to get some rest. Today has... taken its toll on me." She trudges towards her office.
"Is there anything I can do to help? Maybe I should fetch a cleric..."
"No-er- no, thank you. I... I just need to lie down." Yvonne continues walking, before heading into the boiler room...
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"She's... managing. Still struggling with some personal stuff."
"Do you reckon she can help us?"
"Probably." Yvonne seems sad about something.
"Are you sure you're not hurt? I have some more healing magic..."
"No, I'm fine. Just... a little headache, that's all." *Roll Insight*
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Yvonne seems distant, which isn't normally like her. Her eyes have a yellowish tint to them, which isn't normal nor biologically possible for an Arachne.
Before asking any questions, the king will put a hand on Yvonne's shoulder, and use lay on hands. He can use 5 hit points from his pool to neutralise disease or harmful effects, so he's going to get rid of any of those.
It doesn't seem to do anything... maybe stronger magic is in order.
Yvonne shivers, seeming pained by your healing touch. "I... umm... I need to get some rest. Today has... taken its toll on me." She trudges towards her office.
"Is there anything I can do to help? Maybe I should fetch a cleric..."
"No-er- no, thank you. I... I just need to lie down." Yvonne continues walking, before heading into the boiler room...
The king is seriously worried now. "Cleric! Can we get a doctor in here?" He runs over to Yvonne, confused why she's heading for the boiler room.
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The cylindrical medic robot from before wheels itself over to you, before looking to a very unwell Yvonne.
Yvonne slowly climbs down the stairs to the boiler room, shivering violently. A few steps after the stairs, she lurches over, coughing up a yellow, foul-smelling liquid. She falls over, unconscious, as the acidic substance eats its way through the metal grating of the boiler room floor.
Since Drummer is a paladin, and a high-level one at that, he has immunity to diseases. This is probably why he isn't feeling ill too after Telal's attack. Yvonne, on the other hand...
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My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The king is completely lost. He's out of spell slots for his strong spells, and lay on hands seems to do nothing. He thinks about what Yvonne and him has gone through, and what the guild will do without her... He just stands there and prays under his breath as he watches the robot attempt to help the queen.
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I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The king is completely lost. He's out of spell slots for his strong spells, and lay on hands seems to do nothing. He thinks about what Yvonne and him has gone through, and what the guild will do without her... He just stands there and prays under his breath as he watches the robot attempt to help the queen.
The robot struggles to help Yvonne, but they try their best... Medicine Check: 15
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The king is completely lost. He's out of spell slots for his strong spells, and lay on hands seems to do nothing. He thinks about what Yvonne and him has gone through, and what the guild will do without her... He just stands there and prays under his breath as he watches the robot attempt to help the queen.
The robot struggles to help Yvonne, but they try their best... Medicine Check: 28
*Crit, nice*
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I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The king is completely lost. He's out of spell slots for his strong spells, and lay on hands seems to do nothing. He thinks about what Yvonne and him has gone through, and what the guild will do without her... He just stands there and prays under his breath as he watches the robot attempt to help the queen.
The robot struggles to help Yvonne, but they try their best... Medicine Check: 28
*Crit, nice*
After a few minutes of intense medical work, Yvonne's condition is stable, at least. The robot picks her up, and begins heading to the Med Bay for further care.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The king is completely lost. He's out of spell slots for his strong spells, and lay on hands seems to do nothing. He thinks about what Yvonne and him has gone through, and what the guild will do without her... He just stands there and prays under his breath as he watches the robot attempt to help the queen.
The robot struggles to help Yvonne, but they try their best... Medicine Check: 28
*Crit, nice*
After a few minutes of intense medical work, Yvonne's condition is stable, at least. The robot picks her up, and begins heading to the Med Bay for further care.
The king goes in search of Elsa, to make sure this hasn't freaked them out too much.
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I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The king is completely lost. He's out of spell slots for his strong spells, and lay on hands seems to do nothing. He thinks about what Yvonne and him has gone through, and what the guild will do without her... He just stands there and prays under his breath as he watches the robot attempt to help the queen.
The robot struggles to help Yvonne, but they try their best... Medicine Check: 28
*Crit, nice*
After a few minutes of intense medical work, Yvonne's condition is stable, at least. The robot picks her up, and begins heading to the Med Bay for further care.
The king goes in search of Elsa, to make sure this hasn't freaked them out too much.
He finds Elsa after a short while of looking around, inside of the Training Court of the Guild.
No one has been in here in a long while, so everything is coated in a thin layer of dust. A few metallic-looking training dummies and targets lay motionless in a heap towards the back of the room, and a large circular area of crystalline sand is in the center of the room. A large selection of training-safe weaponry, from swords with rubber edges to foam-tipped arrows, are carefully arranged along the wall left of you.
Elsenova, in the center of the room, seems to be practicing with a rubber-edged katana, swinging it through the air in various arcs to find something that feels right.
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My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
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"How's that god friend of yours doing?"
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"She's... managing. Still struggling with some personal stuff."
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
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"Do you reckon she can help us?"
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"Probably." Yvonne seems sad about something.
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
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"Are you sure you're not hurt? I have some more healing magic..."
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"No, I'm fine. Just... a little headache, that's all." *Roll Insight*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Yvonne seems distant, which isn't normally like her. Her eyes have a yellowish tint to them, which isn't normal nor biologically possible for an Arachne.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Before asking any questions, the king will put a hand on Yvonne's shoulder, and use lay on hands. He can use 5 hit points from his pool to neutralise disease or harmful effects, so he's going to get rid of any of those.
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I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
It doesn't seem to do anything... maybe stronger magic is in order.
Yvonne shivers, seeming pained by your healing touch. "I... umm... I need to get some rest. Today has... taken its toll on me." She trudges towards her office.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Is there anything I can do to help? Maybe I should fetch a cleric..."
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I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"No- er- no, thank you. I... I just need to lie down." Yvonne continues walking, before heading into the boiler room...
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The king is seriously worried now. "Cleric! Can we get a doctor in here?" He runs over to Yvonne, confused why she's heading for the boiler room.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The cylindrical medic robot from before wheels itself over to you, before looking to a very unwell Yvonne.
Yvonne slowly climbs down the stairs to the boiler room, shivering violently. A few steps after the stairs, she lurches over, coughing up a yellow, foul-smelling liquid. She falls over, unconscious, as the acidic substance eats its way through the metal grating of the boiler room floor.
Since Drummer is a paladin, and a high-level one at that, he has immunity to diseases. This is probably why he isn't feeling ill too after Telal's attack. Yvonne, on the other hand...
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
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"Oh god..."
The king is completely lost. He's out of spell slots for his strong spells, and lay on hands seems to do nothing. He thinks about what Yvonne and him has gone through, and what the guild will do without her... He just stands there and prays under his breath as he watches the robot attempt to help the queen.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The robot struggles to help Yvonne, but they try their best... Medicine Check: 15
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Crit, nice*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
After a few minutes of intense medical work, Yvonne's condition is stable, at least. The robot picks her up, and begins heading to the Med Bay for further care.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The king goes in search of Elsa, to make sure this hasn't freaked them out too much.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
He finds Elsa after a short while of looking around, inside of the Training Court of the Guild.
No one has been in here in a long while, so everything is coated in a thin layer of dust. A few metallic-looking training dummies and targets lay motionless in a heap towards the back of the room, and a large circular area of crystalline sand is in the center of the room. A large selection of training-safe weaponry, from swords with rubber edges to foam-tipped arrows, are carefully arranged along the wall left of you.
Elsenova, in the center of the room, seems to be practicing with a rubber-edged katana, swinging it through the air in various arcs to find something that feels right.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)