Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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The only direction to go closer to the voice would be directly up from the pipe system into the Opera house. Luckily for her, she finds a staircase leading from the pipe systems to some part of the opera house, likely on one of the lower floors. If she follows it, she finds she is in a room with many more pipes, as well as a map of the system, pressure gauges, all of that important machinery. If she goes out of the room, she finds herself in a part of the opera house she’s never been before, with kitchens, storage rooms, and servant’s quarters. If she can judge correctly, the wailing sound came originally from some room multiple floors above her, having traveled down and echoed through the pipes. That room is probably the Archduchess’ private quarters.
KK clambers up the stairs as fast as she safely can, and goes up whatever stairs she can find in the opera house to lead her closer to that room- but before she does, she calls out once more. "Archduchess, are you alright? You're not hurt, are you?"
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 call echoes throughout the opera house, and she gets no response, besides her own voice echoing back to her. She eventually finds what she assumes to be the Archduchess’ private quarters, given the giant golden doors and the mural of the archduchess embedded with enough wealth to pay the education of a thousand people. There is also a single guard, dozing off, looking the other direction, not having noticed her. She can’t hear anything from the beyond the doors.
*Cut*
KK approaches the doors, knocking on them lightly, but with just enough force to be heard. "Are you alright?" She asks through the door, sounding worried.
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)
After half a minute of waiting, the door swings open, revealing a smiling archduchess in a simple golden and silver gown, with slightly unkempt hair and tired eyes. She has a handkerchief in her hand. “Oh, KK, my dear… what are you doing here at this… ungodly hour?” She says, just the tiniest hint of shakiness in her voice.
She seems somewhat relieved to see the Archduchess isn't hurt. "I mean not to bother you, your grace. I... well, to put it bluntly, I heard crying echo through the pipes around here, and I- I wanted to see if you're alright. I'm terribly sorry if I startled you."
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)
She looks a bit startled by this. “You… heard that? Uhm…” she pauses for a moment. “I didn’t know anyone else could hear it… must be a banshee in the system down there, don’t you think?” *just so you know, because this is a mystery, I’m not going to ask for deception checks, you can just roll them whenever you’d like*
*update on The Child, they wear an absurd British style crown that they constantly need to readjust because it doesn’t fit on their head and they refuse to take it off.*
"I didn't see any down there when I was looking for the sound, though I wasn't looking for ghosts. It's certainly possible." She pauses a moment. "I wasn't sure who or what it was, and... well, I was worried." *she's being genuine right now, so no deception is necessary. I will, however make an insight check if that's alright with you: 11*
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)
*I LOVE IT! Maybe they have a little string on the crown like you see on sun-hats to try and keep it on his head?*
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)
*my gods sorry, I mixed up deception and insight, lol. I meant insight, sorry! It’s a bit late for me and I’ve had a long day, haha!*
She is completely sure that Aurelia is being genuine.
”I see… well, I’ll send someone to investigate it in the morning, how about that? In the meantime, if you were down there, you must be miserable, darling! I know it’s quite late but is there anything I could get you?”
*oh it’s perfect, yes! They’re gonna be super silly. They might also have like a royal scepter that they use to pretend they’re like, a wizard or a swordfighter when they’re playing games.*
*It's perfectly fine! It's kinda late for me too, hehe.*
"You're the Archduchess, your radiance. Whatever you decide works great for me!" She nervously chuckles a bit. "If you permit it, I do have a few questions I've been curious about."
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)
She tilts her head in a bit of curiosity and concern. She invites KK into her private chambers, sitting down on a sofa in front of a glass table, gesturing for KK to sit on a chair to the opposite of her. “of course, ask away, dear.”
*I love super silly beings of unfathomable power! Maybe they keep trying to twirl the scepter in their hand, and as a running gag of sorts, it keeps flying out of their hand and clatters on the ground or bonks someone on the head..?*
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, perfect, again. They’re gonna be the best. Also, in case it ever comes up, a severe allergy to walnuts.*
*Cut*
KK sits at the gestured-to chair. "Thank you. Now, I was wondering whatever happened to that reporter I was talking to. I haven't seen them since the Ball, and I was curious if you knew if he was alright."
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)
Smiling, she happily answers the question. “Well, since someone had made threats on his life, he’s been taken into custody. For his own safety, of course. It’s a bit inconvenient for him, but it’s the best way to protect him.”
"Yes, of course." She replies, producing her notepad and pen and jotting something down. "I'm just writing to help me remember- be able to see it in writing, you know? On another note, whatever happened with the magicians? I assume they were found guilty?"
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)
She pauses, frowning. “I-… well, we haven’t actually had a trial yet. We’re still gathering evidence, and while they are the prime suspects, the twins are waiting to be judged. It’s rare that I participate in the trials, but I was a witness to what happened. Hopefully we’ll find whoever did it, and if it was the Mercier Twins, the orator scales will give them an appropriate sentence.”