The creature tanks the attacks as theren lunges, phoenix fires his gun, and Leo shoots a pillar of fire.
Attack: 11 Damage: 23
Attack: 21 Damage: 21
Attack: 9 Damage: 28
He's able to dodge Theren and Leo, but Phoenix hits him hard. He takes off his mask, looking at Phoenix, trying to put him in a Genjutsu. Wis save (DC 18). He then uses Action Surge to fire at the Creature two more times, Also Second Wind:15. To hit:2625 Damage:8+59+6 Sneak Attack:7
WIS: 25
Theren and Leo attempt to grapple him.
STR: 29
Their strength combine is enough to grab him, until he begins weaving hand signs "Flying Raigan!" Bliping back to the tree he put the tree he put the seal on and beginning to run for someone who can help, for Stormcutter.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The creature tanks the attacks as theren lunges, phoenix fires his gun, and Leo shoots a pillar of fire.
Attack: 11 Damage: 23
Attack: 21 Damage: 21
Attack: 9 Damage: 28
He's able to dodge Theren and Leo, but Phoenix hits him hard. He takes off his mask, looking at Phoenix, trying to put him in a Genjutsu. Wis save (DC 18). He then uses Action Surge to fire at the Creature two more times, Also Second Wind:15. To hit:2625 Damage:8+59+6 Sneak Attack:7
WIS: 25
Theren and Leo attempt to grapple him.
STR: 29
Their strength combine is enough to grab him, until he begins weaving hand signs "Flying Raigan!" Bliping back to the tree he put the tree he put the seal on and beginning to run for someone who can help, for Stormcutter.
Ladon and Stormcutter are sitting outside the tavern.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Stroth has noticed that Sparrow is gone, staring at the campsite that is wrecked. Her wards broken just like her sanity at this moment. Her body is distorted, way to long arms and legs with to many joints, an elongated neck and jaw, and sharp black claws. She is sniffing around for who took Sparrow, blind with anger.
Arthur is also worried. He has sent out many of his scouting drones to bugger around and find them, the magical runes etched on them to keep them invisible. He is currently getting together his guns and arcane canon.
The Herald... Oh he doesn't like his obsession being taken. He is a raging spidery creature that slips in and out of the darkness, looking for Grimes.
They can all find signs somewhere that the Valentines took them, signs that they fought to stay, even Grimes, who usually runs from danger tried to fight them off. Arthur would know the issue best, but the others both know about the Valentines, and Sisters even carved into a tree to taunt Stroth specifically. Arthur would also likely find the demon who survived, left behind, walking through a portal to the greed layer, the portal remaining open.
They all follow after it, Stroth and The Herald rushing in first. Arthur, a bit more cautious, loads himself up with magical items and then follows after.
The Palace looks different from before, larger than before, more defined, the shining gold has degraded, far from glistening now. The demon looks behind them, scrawny and weak, terrified by the trio. Trying to escape to the inside of the Palace.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"I think I might have saw Arthur earlier, not entirely sure, but I know I didn't see Thane or Sparrow."
"That ain't good, if ya ain't seem 'em, an' ya ain't hear 'em, then somethin' happened to 'em."
"That... that is a likely possibility. Let's head back to the Inn- maybe they left something..?"
She stands up shakily, still tired but healed now "Let's get goin', one of 'em had to. Right?"
"Yeah, surely one of them had to." She starts walking back, glancing behind herself to be sure of if Merabelle is following.
Merabelle is following, her claws retracting and her skin changing back to normal, her wings disappearing as well.
After a few minutes- an already short walk made faster by a quickened pace- the two arrive at Lord's Rest Inn again. KK immediately starts looking for something out of place- aside from the obvious absences of Sparrow and Thane, that is.
Investigation, if necessary: 15
They are able to find another place where a fight had to have happened, and what appears to be a letter on the ground, folded and hidden from view so the demons likely wouldn't be able to destroy it.
She picks up the letter, and rushes to Merabelle. "I think I found something." She says, handing the letter to her.
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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)
Lore smells the blood, shifting into a wolf. She has runs through the woods until stopping, watching this gruesome display. She shifts back, her eyes blazing with rage.
Jack, sensing a disturbance in the world, is searching for his husband. He knows he can handle himself but something feels off...
There's head snaps towards her, head tilting unnaturally.
There is a gunshot from the woods
She curses, digging a glass cube out of her pockets. Around her and Theren is now a dome of magical energy that blocks everything else. She tackles him, pinning him to the ground. (STR: 8 )
He stops, suddenly stopping at the sight of the bloody carnage.
Theren fights back, snarling with blood dripping from his mouth. STR: 9
Phoenix tilts his head at him, Leo setting himself on fire.
She snarls back, grabbing the sides of his head and casting Feeblemind (Make an INT save at disadvantage)
Jack jumps back, summoning his sword. His eyes glow bright blue as electric energy crackles and dances across his form.
"I think I might have saw Arthur earlier, not entirely sure, but I know I didn't see Thane or Sparrow."
"That ain't good, if ya ain't seem 'em, an' ya ain't hear 'em, then somethin' happened to 'em."
"That... that is a likely possibility. Let's head back to the Inn- maybe they left something..?"
She stands up shakily, still tired but healed now "Let's get goin', one of 'em had to. Right?"
"Yeah, surely one of them had to." She starts walking back, glancing behind herself to be sure of if Merabelle is following.
Merabelle is following, her claws retracting and her skin changing back to normal, her wings disappearing as well.
After a few minutes- an already short walk made faster by a quickened pace- the two arrive at Lord's Rest Inn again. KK immediately starts looking for something out of place- aside from the obvious absences of Sparrow and Thane, that is.
Investigation, if necessary: 15
They are able to find another place where a fight had to have happened, and what appears to be a letter on the ground, folded and hidden from view so the demons likely wouldn't be able to destroy it.
She picks up the letter, and rushes to Merabelle. "I think I found something." She says, handing the letter to her.
She takes the letter, nodding and reading it before looking back to her "The Valentines got to 'em, they're took. We'll need ta get 'em back somehow."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Stroth has noticed that Sparrow is gone, staring at the campsite that is wrecked. Her wards broken just like her sanity at this moment. Her body is distorted, way to long arms and legs with to many joints, an elongated neck and jaw, and sharp black claws. She is sniffing around for who took Sparrow, blind with anger.
Arthur is also worried. He has sent out many of his scouting drones to bugger around and find them, the magical runes etched on them to keep them invisible. He is currently getting together his guns and arcane canon.
The Herald... Oh he doesn't like his obsession being taken. He is a raging spidery creature that slips in and out of the darkness, looking for Grimes.
They can all find signs somewhere that the Valentines took them, signs that they fought to stay, even Grimes, who usually runs from danger tried to fight them off. Arthur would know the issue best, but the others both know about the Valentines, and Sisters even carved into a tree to taunt Stroth specifically. Arthur would also likely find the demon who survived, left behind, walking through a portal to the greed layer, the portal remaining open.
They all follow after it, Stroth and The Herald rushing in first. Arthur, a bit more cautious, loads himself up with magical items and then follows after.
The Palace looks different from before, larger than before, more defined, the shining gold has degraded, far from glistening now. The demon looks behind them, scrawny and weak, terrified by the trio. Trying to escape to the inside of the Palace.
Stroth easily hunts it down, pinning it with her sharp claws. She snarls at it, whispering in infernal. (Make a INT save)
The Herald could care less about the demon and dips into the castle.
Arthur stays by Stroth, his pistol aimed at the demons head.
Lore smells the blood, shifting into a wolf. She has runs through the woods until stopping, watching this gruesome display. She shifts back, her eyes blazing with rage.
Jack, sensing a disturbance in the world, is searching for his husband. He knows he can handle himself but something feels off...
There's head snaps towards her, head tilting unnaturally.
There is a gunshot from the woods
She curses, digging a glass cube out of her pockets. Around her and Theren is now a dome of magical energy that blocks everything else. She tackles him, pinning him to the ground. (STR: 8 )
He stops, suddenly stopping at the sight of the bloody carnage.
Theren fights back, snarling with blood dripping from his mouth. STR: 9
Phoenix tilts his head at him, Leo setting himself on fire.
She snarls back, grabbing the sides of his head and casting Feeblemind (Make an INT save at disadvantage)
Jack jumps back, summoning his sword. His eyes glow bright blue as electric energy crackles and dances across his form.
INT: 6
Blood trickles from Phoenix's mouth, fiery blood dripping from Leos. Leo screeches, sending a fiery pillar at him. Attack: 21 Damage: 27
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Stroth easily hunts it down, pinning it with her sharp claws. She snarls at it, whispering in infernal. (Make a INT save)
The Herald could care less about the demon and dips into the castle.
Arthur stays by Stroth, his pistol aimed at the demons head.
(They are so likely to fail this.) INT save:21
The inside of the Palace maintains some of the decadence, much larger with grand hallways and lavish tapestries of many colors. The sound of blood curdled roars can be heard distantly down a hallway, torture at it's finest.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Lore smells the blood, shifting into a wolf. She has runs through the woods until stopping, watching this gruesome display. She shifts back, her eyes blazing with rage.
Jack, sensing a disturbance in the world, is searching for his husband. He knows he can handle himself but something feels off...
There's head snaps towards her, head tilting unnaturally.
There is a gunshot from the woods
She curses, digging a glass cube out of her pockets. Around her and Theren is now a dome of magical energy that blocks everything else. She tackles him, pinning him to the ground. (STR: 8 )
He stops, suddenly stopping at the sight of the bloody carnage.
Theren fights back, snarling with blood dripping from his mouth. STR: 9
Phoenix tilts his head at him, Leo setting himself on fire.
She snarls back, grabbing the sides of his head and casting Feeblemind (Make an INT save at disadvantage)
Jack jumps back, summoning his sword. His eyes glow bright blue as electric energy crackles and dances across his form.
INT: 6
Blood trickles from Phoenix's mouth, fiery blood dripping from Leos. Leo screeches, sending a fiery pillar at him. Attack: 11 Damage: 15
He fails. His INT and CHA score become 1 and he takes 11 pyschic damage.
Jack is able to dodge the flaming inferno, moving to the side quickly. He summons his Arcane Ward which looks like a large shield.
Stroth easily hunts it down, pinning it with her sharp claws. She snarls at it, whispering in infernal. (Make a INT save)
The Herald could care less about the demon and dips into the castle.
Arthur stays by Stroth, his pistol aimed at the demons head.
(They are so likely to fail this.) INT save:21
The inside of the Palace maintains some of the decadence, much larger with grand hallways and lavish tapestries of many colors. The sound of blood curdled roars can be heard distantly down a hallway, torture at it's finest.
*Yep.*
The demon sees Stroth as a friend. She bares her teeth "Lead us to them." She snarls. Arthur readies his Arcane Canon.
The Herald snarls, his body slipping into the shadows and appearing in the room with the screams.
"Does it say to where? If we know the location, that makes getting them back a lot easier."
"Hell. The Layer o' Greed. That's where Thane says they set up camp, an' we'll end up."
"Ah, that's... that's pretty far. They must have a gateway of some kind- it takes strong magic to travel the planes that fast, let alone make it a two-way trip."
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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)
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Their strength combine is enough to grab him, until he begins weaving hand signs "Flying Raigan!" Bliping back to the tree he put the tree he put the seal on and beginning to run for someone who can help, for Stormcutter.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Ladon and Stormcutter are sitting outside the tavern.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The Palace looks different from before, larger than before, more defined, the shining gold has degraded, far from glistening now. The demon looks behind them, scrawny and weak, terrified by the trio. Trying to escape to the inside of the Palace.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She picks up the letter, and rushes to Merabelle. "I think I found something." She says, handing the letter to her.
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)
"Hey the creature got your friends, and they're too strong for me to take alone." He says frantically.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She snarls back, grabbing the sides of his head and casting Feeblemind (Make an INT save at disadvantage)
Jack jumps back, summoning his sword. His eyes glow bright blue as electric energy crackles and dances across his form.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She takes the letter, nodding and reading it before looking back to her "The Valentines got to 'em, they're took. We'll need ta get 'em back somehow."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Stroth easily hunts it down, pinning it with her sharp claws. She snarls at it, whispering in infernal. (Make a INT save)
The Herald could care less about the demon and dips into the castle.
Arthur stays by Stroth, his pistol aimed at the demons head.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Oh Helheim.." he grumbles, grabbing a hammer and getting on Stormcutters back. "Get on."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
INT: 6
Blood trickles from Phoenix's mouth, fiery blood dripping from Leos. Leo screeches, sending a fiery pillar at him. Attack: 21 Damage: 27
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(They are so likely to fail this.) INT save:21
The inside of the Palace maintains some of the decadence, much larger with grand hallways and lavish tapestries of many colors. The sound of blood curdled roars can be heard distantly down a hallway, torture at it's finest.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Cut for KK and Merabelle*
"Does it say to where? If we know the location, that makes getting them back a lot easier."
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)
He sticks another seal on the tavern "That took a lot of Chakra, we'll have to take this thing down fast."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Hell. The Layer o' Greed. That's where Thane says they set up camp, an' we'll end up."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He fails. His INT and CHA score become 1 and he takes 11 pyschic damage.
Jack is able to dodge the flaming inferno, moving to the side quickly. He summons his Arcane Ward which looks like a large shield.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He nods. "You getting on?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren screeches, stumbling backwards and collapsing.
Phoenix rushes, attempting to stab him. Attack: 12 Damage: 16
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He hops on "Yeah yeah, how do we kill that thing?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Yep.*
The demon sees Stroth as a friend. She bares her teeth "Lead us to them." She snarls. Arthur readies his Arcane Canon.
The Herald snarls, his body slipping into the shadows and appearing in the room with the screams.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Ah, that's... that's pretty far. They must have a gateway of some kind- it takes strong magic to travel the planes that fast, let alone make it a two-way trip."
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)