"It's very nice to finally meet you too, Queen Yvonne. It's a nice place you've got here. As well as to ask you why you didn't attend my contest (no sweat by the way, I'm just curious) I also came to see what inventions you have made, and to ask if you could make me a potable beehive and a honey spinning machine for my bee cult. I'll pay you of course."
"Well, to answer your first question, I didn't want to without the opinion of my followers. I asked them whether or not we should participate, and I got no reply. So, I waited."
"OK, fair enough. What about my offer?"
"Ah, yes, of course! Come, follow me. I'll take you to the Workshop, where I'm sure I can fit something together for you. It's just by the Mech Bay." Yvonne gets up from her desk and walks out of her office towards the Mech Bay.
Dragon slayer follows you, staring at all the wondrous feats of engineering he sees along the way. "How long did it take you to build this lair? It took years to build my Kingdom, and even now its capital is rather small, including the palace. But with each day our nation is growing in land, influence and allies. I understand yours is a massive nation, but even then, how did you manage to build such a magical place?"
"Nation? Not quite yet, friend. All of our operations occur in this mountain, which holds the entirety of the Guild's Lair. I'm planning on expanding our horizons, but not without the input of my members first."
As the two of you walk through the Mech Bay, you catch a glimpse of some sort of deactivated machine which doesn't seem like any of Yvonne's inventions. It lays on the floor lifeless, inches away from a charging station.
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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)
"It's very nice to finally meet you too, Queen Yvonne. It's a nice place you've got here. As well as to ask you why you didn't attend my contest (no sweat by the way, I'm just curious) I also came to see what inventions you have made, and to ask if you could make me a potable beehive and a honey spinning machine for my bee cult. I'll pay you of course."
"Well, to answer your first question, I didn't want to without the opinion of my followers. I asked them whether or not we should participate, and I got no reply. So, I waited."
"OK, fair enough. What about my offer?"
"Ah, yes, of course! Come, follow me. I'll take you to the Workshop, where I'm sure I can fit something together for you. It's just by the Mech Bay." Yvonne gets up from her desk and walks out of her office towards the Mech Bay.
Dragon slayer follows you, staring at all the wondrous feats of engineering he sees along the way. "How long did it take you to build this lair? It took years to build my Kingdom, and even now its capital is rather small, including the palace. But with each day our nation is growing in land, influence and allies. I understand yours is a massive nation, but even then, how did you manage to build such a magical place?"
"Nation? Not quite yet, friend. All of our operations occur in this mountain, which holds the entirety of the Guild's Lair. I'm planning on expanding our horizons, but not without the input of my members first."
As the two of you walk through the Mech Bay, you catch a glimpse of some sort of deactivated machine which doesn't seem like any of Yvonne's inventions. It lays on the floor lifeless, inches away from a charging station.
"Sorry for assuming you were a nation, you just seem to have so many members, and are such a force for peace that I thought... Anyway." He then notices the machine on the floor. "What might this be?" He reaches to touch it, but his hands are better with plants and animals compared to machines, so he backs away.
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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's very nice to finally meet you too, Queen Yvonne. It's a nice place you've got here. As well as to ask you why you didn't attend my contest (no sweat by the way, I'm just curious) I also came to see what inventions you have made, and to ask if you could make me a potable beehive and a honey spinning machine for my bee cult. I'll pay you of course."
"Well, to answer your first question, I didn't want to without the opinion of my followers. I asked them whether or not we should participate, and I got no reply. So, I waited."
"OK, fair enough. What about my offer?"
"Ah, yes, of course! Come, follow me. I'll take you to the Workshop, where I'm sure I can fit something together for you. It's just by the Mech Bay." Yvonne gets up from her desk and walks out of her office towards the Mech Bay.
Dragon slayer follows you, staring at all the wondrous feats of engineering he sees along the way. "How long did it take you to build this lair? It took years to build my Kingdom, and even now its capital is rather small, including the palace. But with each day our nation is growing in land, influence and allies. I understand yours is a massive nation, but even then, how did you manage to build such a magical place?"
"Nation? Not quite yet, friend. All of our operations occur in this mountain, which holds the entirety of the Guild's Lair. I'm planning on expanding our horizons, but not without the input of my members first."
As the two of you walk through the Mech Bay, you catch a glimpse of some sort of deactivated machine which doesn't seem like any of Yvonne's inventions. It lays on the floor lifeless, inches away from a charging station.
"Sorry for assuming you were a nation, you just seem to have so many members, and are such a force for peace that I thought... Anyway." He then notices the machine on the floor. "What might this be?" He reaches to touch it, but his hands are better with plants and animals compared to machines, so he backs away.
"I'm.... I'm not sure what that is. The craftsmanship of it is.... it's unlike anything I've ever seen!" Yvonne inspects the machine, which seems humanoid in shape. Some of its materials seem.... not of this world. "Curious...."
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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)
"Indeed" Dragon slayer moves in to take a closer look "would you know how to work it?"
"It seems it needs power...." Yvonne looks over to the charging station nearby. She picks up the machine with some difficulty and places it inside. "There. It should be at full power by the time we come back. Then we can see what it is."
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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 stratens up, and cracks his Firbolg knuckles and says, "Lets see what you can make me in this workshop then"
Yvonne smiles, showing her Arachne fangs. "All right. Follow me." She then walks into the Workshop.
The king follows. "I think we know each other to well for all this formality. Call me Drummer, and can I call you Yvonne, queen Yvonne?"
"But of course!" Yvonne grabs a wrench hanging on the wall. "Now, what was it you wanted me to make?"
"A portable Beehive, and a honey spinning machine please. The portable beehive will hopefully still be normal size, and the honey spinner was an idea I myself had, where we spin the honeycomb, and gravity pulls out the honey. It takes such a long time to take it out by hand."
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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 stratens up, and cracks his Firbolg knuckles and says, "Lets see what you can make me in this workshop then"
Yvonne smiles, showing her Arachne fangs. "All right. Follow me." She then walks into the Workshop.
The king follows. "I think we know each other to well for all this formality. Call me Drummer, and can I call you Yvonne, queen Yvonne?"
"But of course!" Yvonne grabs a wrench hanging on the wall. "Now, what was it you wanted me to make?"
"A portable Beehive, and a honey spinning machine please. The portable beehive will hopefully still be normal size, and the honey spinner was an idea I myself had, where we spin the honeycomb, and gravity pulls out the honey. It takes such a long time to take it out by hand."
"All right. It should be done by the end of the day for, say, 20 platinum? That should be more than enough to pay for resources and the delivery."
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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)
"Oh, OK" replies Drummer. He had 30 platinum in his hands, so he puts nine back in his pocket and hands the rest to you. "When I've seen these, I may ask to buy more. Would that be OK?"
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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.
"Oh, OK" replies Drummer. He had 30 platinum in his hands, so he puts nine back in his pocket and hands the rest to you. "When I've seen these, I may ask to buy more. Would that be OK?"
"Of course! I'll deliver this to you later today." Yvonne takes the platinum, puts it in her pocket, and gets to work. "Take care out there!"
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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)
Yvonne walks out of the workshop wearing a leather apron and a welder's mask. "What is it- wait.... Oh, no. This could be bad. This could be very, very bad."
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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)
Drummers hand goes to his dragon slayer longsword (Check signature for proof that I have one) "I always try to negotiate with my enemies before combat, but I don't know how easy it will be to negotiate with a Machine."
Drummers hand goes to his dragon slayer longsword (Check signature for proof that I have one) "I always try to negotiate with my enemies before combat, but I don't know how easy it will be to negotiate with a Machine."
"Could this thing be hostile Yvonne?"
"It didn't seem to have any weaponry on it, but I'm still not sure." Yvonne tightens her grip on the wrench in her hand.
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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)
"Nation? Not quite yet, friend. All of our operations occur in this mountain, which holds the entirety of the Guild's Lair. I'm planning on expanding our horizons, but not without the input of my members first."
As the two of you walk through the Mech Bay, you catch a glimpse of some sort of deactivated machine which doesn't seem like any of Yvonne's inventions. It lays on the floor lifeless, inches away from a charging station.
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)
"Sorry for assuming you were a nation, you just seem to have so many members, and are such a force for peace that I thought... Anyway." He then notices the machine on the floor. "What might this be?" He reaches to touch it, but his hands are better with plants and animals compared to machines, so he backs away.
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.
"I'm.... I'm not sure what that is. The craftsmanship of it is.... it's unlike anything I've ever seen!" Yvonne inspects the machine, which seems humanoid in shape. Some of its materials seem.... not of this world. "Curious...."
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)
"Indeed" Dragon slayer moves in to take a closer look "would you know how to work it?"
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.
"It seems it needs power...." Yvonne looks over to the charging station nearby. She picks up the machine with some difficulty and places it inside. "There. It should be at full power by the time we come back. Then we can see what it is."
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 stratens up, and cracks his Firbolg knuckles and says, "Lets see what you can make me in this workshop then"
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 smiles, showing her Arachne fangs. "All right. Follow me." She then walks into the Workshop.
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 follows. "I think we know each other to well for all this formality. Call me Drummer, and can I call you Yvonne, queen Yvonne?"
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.
"But of course!" Yvonne grabs a wrench hanging on the wall. "Now, what was it you wanted me to make?"
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)
"A portable Beehive, and a honey spinning machine please. The portable beehive will hopefully still be normal size, and the honey spinner was an idea I myself had, where we spin the honeycomb, and gravity pulls out the honey. It takes such a long time to take it out by hand."
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.
"All right. It should be done by the end of the day for, say, 20 platinum? That should be more than enough to pay for resources and the delivery."
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)
"Oh, OK" replies Drummer. He had 30 platinum in his hands, so he puts nine back in his pocket and hands the rest to you. "When I've seen these, I may ask to buy more. Would that be OK?"
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.
"Of course! I'll deliver this to you later today." Yvonne takes the platinum, puts it in her pocket, and gets to work. "Take care out there!"
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)
"You too," and Drummer leaves.
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.
On the way out, you see that there isn't anything on the charging station.
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)
"Errr... Yvonne? You might want to see this..."
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 walks out of the workshop wearing a leather apron and a welder's mask. "What is it- wait.... Oh, no. This could be bad. This could be very, very bad."
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)
Drummers hand goes to his dragon slayer longsword (Check signature for proof that I have one) "I always try to negotiate with my enemies before combat, but I don't know how easy it will be to negotiate with a Machine."
"Could this thing be hostile Yvonne?"
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.
"It didn't seem to have any weaponry on it, but I'm still not sure." Yvonne tightens her grip on the wrench in her hand.
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)
On the other side of the room, you hear muted footsteps.
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)