Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Aristaeus follows them.
She leads you down more halls, passing the skeletons of the original miners on the way. One hall you enter has an entire wall missing. This reveals a large open space where a group of gargantuan humanoid like creatures are sleeping.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Aristaeus follows them.
She leads you down more halls, passing the skeletons of the original miners on the way. One hall you enter has an entire wall missing. This reveals a large open space where a group of gargantuan humanoid like creatures are sleeping.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Aristaeus follows them.
She leads you down more halls, passing the skeletons of the original miners on the way. One hall you enter has an entire wall missing. This reveals a large open space where a group of gargantuan humanoid like creatures are sleeping.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Aristaeus follows them.
She leads you down more halls, passing the skeletons of the original miners on the way. One hall you enter has an entire wall missing. This reveals a large open space where a group of gargantuan humanoid like creatures are sleeping.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Aristaeus follows them.
She leads you down more halls, passing the skeletons of the original miners on the way. One hall you enter has an entire wall missing. This reveals a large open space where a group of gargantuan humanoid like creatures are sleeping.
“What are those?”
“Those are our brothers, the Kenjin.” One moves, revealing 6 eyes in a rectangular pattern and a second pair of clawed arms coming from its pits. Another has a head shaped like a hammerhead sharks with 8 eyes on top. Something they all have in common is a black exoskeleton.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Aristaeus follows them.
She leads you down more halls, passing the skeletons of the original miners on the way. One hall you enter has an entire wall missing. This reveals a large open space where a group of gargantuan humanoid like creatures are sleeping.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Aristaeus follows them.
She leads you down more halls, passing the skeletons of the original miners on the way. One hall you enter has an entire wall missing. This reveals a large open space where a group of gargantuan humanoid like creatures are sleeping.
“What are those?”
“Those are our brothers, the Kenjin.” One moves, revealing 6 eyes in a rectangular pattern and a second pair of clawed arms coming from its pits. Another has a head shaped like a hammerhead sharks with 8 eyes on top. Something they all have in common is a black exoskeleton.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Aristaeus follows them.
She leads you down more halls, passing the skeletons of the original miners on the way. One hall you enter has an entire wall missing. This reveals a large open space where a group of gargantuan humanoid like creatures are sleeping.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Aristaeus follows them.
She leads you down more halls, passing the skeletons of the original miners on the way. One hall you enter has an entire wall missing. This reveals a large open space where a group of gargantuan humanoid like creatures are sleeping.
“What are those?”
“Those are our brothers, the Kenjin.” One moves, revealing 6 eyes in a rectangular pattern and a second pair of clawed arms coming from its pits. Another has a head shaped like a hammerhead sharks with 8 eyes on top. Something they all have in common is a black exoskeleton.
“…could i possess them?”
“Please do not. They are our siblings and we must treat them with respect.” A booming voice can be heard from one that stands out with a white exoskeleton. “What do you want bug man?”
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Aristaeus follows them.
She leads you down more halls, passing the skeletons of the original miners on the way. One hall you enter has an entire wall missing. This reveals a large open space where a group of gargantuan humanoid like creatures are sleeping.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Aristaeus follows them.
She leads you down more halls, passing the skeletons of the original miners on the way. One hall you enter has an entire wall missing. This reveals a large open space where a group of gargantuan humanoid like creatures are sleeping.
“What are those?”
“Those are our brothers, the Kenjin.” One moves, revealing 6 eyes in a rectangular pattern and a second pair of clawed arms coming from its pits. Another has a head shaped like a hammerhead sharks with 8 eyes on top. Something they all have in common is a black exoskeleton.
“…could i possess them?”
“Please do not. They are our siblings and we must treat them with respect.” A booming voice can be heard from one that stands out with a white exoskeleton. “What do you want bug man?”
“Sorry.” They turn to the Kenjin. “Nothing, sorry for disturbing you!”
“Please do not. They are our siblings and we must treat them with respect.” A booming voice can be heard from one that stands out with a white exoskeleton. “What do you want bug man?”
“Sorry.” They turn to the Kenjin. “Nothing, sorry for disturbing you!”
The white one grumbles as it goes back to sleep. Sister Zerreal leads you farther down. Eventually you reach your room. It is carved from the stone and has a simple bed, desk, and ritual rug. There is a window that reveals an underground forest. “Does this room fill your wishes, sibling?”
“Please do not. They are our siblings and we must treat them with respect.” A booming voice can be heard from one that stands out with a white exoskeleton. “What do you want bug man?”
“Sorry.” They turn to the Kenjin. “Nothing, sorry for disturbing you!”
The white one grumbles as it goes back to sleep. Sister Zerreal leads you farther down. Eventually you reach your room. It is carved from the stone and has a simple bed, desk, and ritual rug. There is a window that reveals an underground forest. “Does this room fill your wishes, sibling?”
“Hmhmmmm.. this will do. Thank you, sister Zerreal.”
“Please do not. They are our siblings and we must treat them with respect.” A booming voice can be heard from one that stands out with a white exoskeleton. “What do you want bug man?”
“Sorry.” They turn to the Kenjin. “Nothing, sorry for disturbing you!”
The white one grumbles as it goes back to sleep. Sister Zerreal leads you farther down. Eventually you reach your room. It is carved from the stone and has a simple bed, desk, and ritual rug. There is a window that reveals an underground forest. “Does this room fill your wishes, sibling?”
“Hmhmmmm.. this will do. Thank you, sister Zerreal.”
“You are welcome, brother Arostaeus. Do not hesitate to ask our sisters for anything. We are here to help each other.” Sister Zerreal leaves and heads back to the surface to welcome any newcomers.
“Please do not. They are our siblings and we must treat them with respect.” A booming voice can be heard from one that stands out with a white exoskeleton. “What do you want bug man?”
“Sorry.” They turn to the Kenjin. “Nothing, sorry for disturbing you!”
The white one grumbles as it goes back to sleep. Sister Zerreal leads you farther down. Eventually you reach your room. It is carved from the stone and has a simple bed, desk, and ritual rug. There is a window that reveals an underground forest. “Does this room fill your wishes, sibling?”
“Hmhmmmm.. this will do. Thank you, sister Zerreal.”
“You are welcome, brother Arostaeus. Do not hesitate to ask our sisters for anything. We are here to help each other.” Sister Zerreal leaves and heads back to the surface to welcome any newcomers.
Aristaeus proceeds to abandon their humanoid body and possess some poor creature, before proceeding to decimate the local wildlife by eating them from the inside for sustenance.
“Please do not. They are our siblings and we must treat them with respect.” A booming voice can be heard from one that stands out with a white exoskeleton. “What do you want bug man?”
“Sorry.” They turn to the Kenjin. “Nothing, sorry for disturbing you!”
The white one grumbles as it goes back to sleep. Sister Zerreal leads you farther down. Eventually you reach your room. It is carved from the stone and has a simple bed, desk, and ritual rug. There is a window that reveals an underground forest. “Does this room fill your wishes, sibling?”
“Hmhmmmm.. this will do. Thank you, sister Zerreal.”
“You are welcome, brother Arostaeus. Do not hesitate to ask our sisters for anything. We are here to help each other.” Sister Zerreal leaves and heads back to the surface to welcome any newcomers.
Aristaeus proceeds to abandon their humanoid body and possess some poor creature, before proceeding to decimate the local wildlife by eating them from the inside for sustenance.
When you go to the forest the only animals you could find were made of sentient stone.
“Please do not. They are our siblings and we must treat them with respect.” A booming voice can be heard from one that stands out with a white exoskeleton. “What do you want bug man?”
“Sorry.” They turn to the Kenjin. “Nothing, sorry for disturbing you!”
The white one grumbles as it goes back to sleep. Sister Zerreal leads you farther down. Eventually you reach your room. It is carved from the stone and has a simple bed, desk, and ritual rug. There is a window that reveals an underground forest. “Does this room fill your wishes, sibling?”
“Hmhmmmm.. this will do. Thank you, sister Zerreal.”
“You are welcome, brother Arostaeus. Do not hesitate to ask our sisters for anything. We are here to help each other.” Sister Zerreal leaves and heads back to the surface to welcome any newcomers.
Aristaeus proceeds to abandon their humanoid body and possess some poor creature, before proceeding to decimate the local wildlife by eating them from the inside for sustenance.
When you go to the forest the only animals you could find were made of sentient stone.
Instead of possessing them, they melt them with their red hot stingers, before feasting on their humanoid body and finding another one in the mine.
“Please do not. They are our siblings and we must treat them with respect.” A booming voice can be heard from one that stands out with a white exoskeleton. “What do you want bug man?”
“Sorry.” They turn to the Kenjin. “Nothing, sorry for disturbing you!”
The white one grumbles as it goes back to sleep. Sister Zerreal leads you farther down. Eventually you reach your room. It is carved from the stone and has a simple bed, desk, and ritual rug. There is a window that reveals an underground forest. “Does this room fill your wishes, sibling?”
“Hmhmmmm.. this will do. Thank you, sister Zerreal.”
“You are welcome, brother Arostaeus. Do not hesitate to ask our sisters for anything. We are here to help each other.” Sister Zerreal leaves and heads back to the surface to welcome any newcomers.
Aristaeus proceeds to abandon their humanoid body and possess some poor creature, before proceeding to decimate the local wildlife by eating them from the inside for sustenance.
When you go to the forest the only animals you could find were made of sentient stone.
Instead of possessing them, they melt them with their red hot stingers, before feasting on their humanoid body and finding another one in the mine.
When you try to melt them, you feel the pain for them. It seems these creatures are not meant to be killed, but only observed.
“Please do not. They are our siblings and we must treat them with respect.” A booming voice can be heard from one that stands out with a white exoskeleton. “What do you want bug man?”
“Sorry.” They turn to the Kenjin. “Nothing, sorry for disturbing you!”
The white one grumbles as it goes back to sleep. Sister Zerreal leads you farther down. Eventually you reach your room. It is carved from the stone and has a simple bed, desk, and ritual rug. There is a window that reveals an underground forest. “Does this room fill your wishes, sibling?”
“Hmhmmmm.. this will do. Thank you, sister Zerreal.”
“You are welcome, brother Arostaeus. Do not hesitate to ask our sisters for anything. We are here to help each other.” Sister Zerreal leaves and heads back to the surface to welcome any newcomers.
Aristaeus proceeds to abandon their humanoid body and possess some poor creature, before proceeding to decimate the local wildlife by eating them from the inside for sustenance.
When you go to the forest the only animals you could find were made of sentient stone.
Instead of possessing them, they melt them with their red hot stingers, before feasting on their humanoid body and finding another one in the mine.
When you try to melt them, you feel the pain for them. It seems these creatures are not meant to be killed, but only observed.
They stop melting them, frustrated.
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*thanks. He’s obviously based on a tv character, but still*
The sisters ignore you and continue with the ritual.
Ą̵̮͖̺̈́̍̊̂͌̈́͑͛̋̉͋̊͘̚͝r̴̡̧̢̢̨̭̮̙͎̭̭̣̦͕͊̇̉̓̒͆͑͑̔͑͜ó̵͍̬̟̺̭̞̹̺̑͗̋ͅŝ̴̨̼̫̞͇͍̜̺̤͖͓͈͔͍̀̆͋́̋̌̈́ţ̵͔̞̣̠̱̬͖̻̭̯̭̐̈́̓̈̔̏̈́̐̀̔̋̿ͅą̷̛̞̳͈̟̰̘̖̟̘̖̍͑͌̿̇͝e̶͈͈͔̣̝̣̦͈̔̀͒̉̿́͘͝͝ư̶̧̰͙̓̈́̀̾̌̉̒̓ş̷̖̞͇̯͎̤͙̝̰͎̀̿͗̇́̐̇͆͝.̷̡̛͇͇̞͓͎̻̲̣̜̰͛͆̓͛͜͝͠ ̴͚̯͈̪̥͕̦͕̆̿̿̓̌̉͐͂̕͜D̵̞̱͒̈́̀͌̄̋͗̍͘͘o̷̹̩̤̠̗͆̄̉͒͗̇̐͆̓̈́ ̵̝̠̗̤̈́͛̈́͘̕͘͜͜ỳ̴̢̡̢̛͉̼̖̘͎̹͎͈̭͎̖͖̕ȏ̸͕̩̝̲̳̹͓́̾̿̋ͅǘ̴̞̲̤̘̫̇̓ ̶̨̨̛̛̱͉̩̣̤̈́̾̒̓̍̊̒̀̔͂̑͠͝p̷̢̛͎̟̯̩̙̻͎͌́̀̆̍͒͘ͅr̴̘̰̝͚̥̥͖͙̪̣̺̠̾̈̓̂́̿̊͐̋̾̎o̵̜̼̹̗͕̹̙̣͔̦̜̓̀́̒̑̒͒͛́̍̍̓̊͌m̶̨̘̘̰̼̗̖̻̯̽̿̂̏̉̀̆̎̀͌͗̊̃͘͠ͅï̶̱͙̪̲̳̥̼͉̪̩̼͍͂́͂̈̌́̿̌͝s̸̝̩̞̩̥͙̉̐̂̒̄͛̓̂̐̓̇̄̐̀͘ë̷̯̞̘̱͎̝́͑̅̿̐̕̕͜ ̸͓̲̙̣̯̠̪̣͓̮͚͖͔͎̣͗͌t̷̢͉͔̥̥̺̲̱̪̰̣͕̏͊̓͝o̸̙̰̮͎̥̞̦̜͎̖̣̺̫̩͆͒͗̉̀͊̅̋̈́̚͜͝͠͠͝ ̷̬͇̪͚̭́͌̓͋̑̕͘͝ḩ̶̛̰̩͈̙̳̗̺̅̇̏͛͛̎̄͐͋́̐̽̓͛ë̸̳̠̦͚́̄̿̎̀͂́̓̄̓͆͘̚̚͜͝l̵̡̛̛͎̺̦̽͑͆̉̾̃̊̏͜͝͝p̴̨̧̢̻̪̖̦̠͙̲̼̤͆͜͝ ̶̢͉̟̓͐͐͠ẏ̸̧̼̥͔̹͔͖͍̦͖̼̦͙̻͜ǫ̷̢̛̯̗̖̋́̎͂̊͒͐́͛̈͜͠u̶̩̪̳̳͋͋́ͅr̸̨͙͉̥̪̱͙̭͙̀͌̍ͅ ̷̤̦͙͕̠̘͖͖͐̒̍̍̔̌̄̈́͋̾͝s̴̛̺̮̲͌́̋̑̎̿̕͘i̷͓̮̠̣͈̘͕̪͖̦̜̲̬̩̋̑̇̍̈́̀̎͐͝b̴̭͉̝͍͊̆͛͜l̷̲̞̓͑͆̍͑̀̒̄͂́̐͝ͅi̵̧͛̏̌̔͒ͅn̵̡̨̧͓͚̝͂̈́́͒̀̏́̅̄̕͝g̶̞̹̱̮̙͖̱̭͔̞͊̍͐͠s̵̳̘̘͖̼̺͈͙͉̜̝͕̟̪̑̂̒͂ ̷̻͖̳̻͔̻̝́̆͋͗͜͝ͅi̷̢̨̡̗̲͔͓̗̼̝̲̟̝͒̓͆̾̈́͆ň̴̲̣̩́ ̸̲̲̈́́̚n̶̨̨̦̯̻̺̩͕̯̹̘͕͇̔̉̌̈́̽̎̾̑̑̆̀̄̄̈̎͜ê̸̛̲͔̻̙̱̼̱̪͇͈͈̖̭͌͑̿̓̏̅̿̓̈́͘͜͝͠ë̶͉́̈ḑ̸̗̦̬̻͕̰̠̍̔̈́̏̓͊͜ ̵̺̻̱͔̟͎̗̲̺͈̋͛͌̂͑͑͒̇͌͊̓̚̕ͅa̵̧̫͙̫̤̮̖̫͖͙̮̻̟̖̾͗̾ṉ̴̨̯̟́͛̉͐͗d̶̟͕̟̪̬͔̼̍̆̄͐̈́͒́̈́̆͊̀͜ ̶̨̝̹͇̥̈́͑̀̚t̷͉̑̊̈́́̂̈́̈́͛̉̑̒͋͝ö̵̤̞͉̫͖̥̳̬̣͈̝͕́̋̈́̾̂̆͆͒͋͛̐̚͝ ̴̧̠͖͓͗͑̀̕̕ṕ̸͚̼͕͕͉̲͙͔̺̩̟̻͌e̵͑̽͂͌̎͑͘͜͝ŗ̵̢̭̪̖͔̤̀̏͊̉̓f̴̧̛͚̯̣͉̏̅̏̽̀͆̒̎o̷̘̼͚͊͋͑̍͝r̴̝̫͍̱͖͙̝̠͕͊̓ḿ̶̡͉̲̫̦̰̻̲̠̳̱̝̃͌̍͜͜͝ͅ ̸̧̡̪̊́͑̚w̵̛̛̞̝͙̤͉̩͈͚̦͇͕̺̤̟͎͗́̽͒̐̋͑̓̑̐͊͘͝h̴͙͉̪̻̟͎͓͖̹͗a̴̧̛̛̺͎̥̲͙̫̮͉̥͍̰̍̄͑̑͋̓͌̾̀͂̕͝͝ͅt̶̜̦̯̥̹͍͌̽̔̉́̀̒̿͋̚͝ ̵̛̖͉̥͓͕͍̬͙̥̗͐̈́i̴̼͚̟̽͒̑̀̾͌s̷̢̧̛̲̬̣̹̪̺͓̞̣͚̥̭̎́͑͗̕͝ͅ ̵͕̳̹̜̝̜̟̬̬̣͍̌̇͂̌̔̀͗̐̿̐̆͜ň̸̯̪̦̜̥̻̅̐̅̏͗̍͠͝é̸̮̜̜̥͔̤̣̯̯̞̽̋̄̂̿̂̐̂̆̚̕͜͜͝ͅͅȩ̴̻̩̯͎̤̙̺̠̓̓̄̂̊̅d̶̟̙̱͓̫̗̣̐e̴̡̧̼̖̤̫͉̝̝̲̰̟̻̮͒d̵̦̻̱̭͚͚͔̹̪̮́̽̏͝ͅ?̵̡̦̫̦̖̱̳͔͇̩̼̪͊͂̊̍̅͛̊͗͂̽͠ͅ
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“…..yes?”
A black-robed sister behind you says, “Then, by the powers gifted to me by the eldritch, I pronounce you sibling Arostaeus.”
You can feel a sudden power course through each of your insect bodies. Each of your eyes turn black, but only for a second, before you go back to normal.
W̶̰̙̯̮̖͕̖̜̫͖͖̘͌͆̊͑e̶̡̡̫͓̞͉̦̦͚̘͚̫͂̂̈́̃̚̕ͅͅl̷̛͕̏͆̑́̓̀c̷̘̗̫͚͖̪͕̼̮̋͊̈́̑̅̆͛̌̀̾̊̌͐̕͠ö̶̰͎̭̰͇͖͔̱̬̼̭́̈͜͜m̶̳͕͔͓̅̓͊̌͒͗̇̍̍́̿̑͒̈̕ë̵́͋̾̎͐̽͊̃͘͜,̴̡̧̞̥̪͍͔͔̥̗̼͖͗̀̂̃́̔͘͝ ̶̡̺̣̱̮͕̻̰̋̂ŝ̶̢̡̝̗̭̖͇͕̭̜͎̅̔̀̉̌͒̃i̷̡̞̞͉̝͛̏̊̀͂͆͆̓b̸̟̝̰̜̪͈͎̠͓̫̙̟͍̫̊̐̉̀͗̔̃̈́̒̿̚̕̚̚͘l̷̯̤͙̊̏̇͆͐͝í̵̢̦̰̗̞̙͇̲̪̙̀̓͑̓n̴̨̨̢̛͓̘̫̞̫̜̻̮͍̗̙̑̇̈̅͌̆̓͗̌̓͜͠g̷̛̲̤̪̱̉̋̈̄́̌̾̂́̎̚͝͠͠ ̶͓̩̣͈̖̟̭̰͇̲͌̅̉̒̉̄͒̑̍́̀̂̆͝Ȃ̸̖̘̠̹͐̋̒͑̋̄͋̅̋͗̕̕r̸̞̼̥̋͒͌̈́̄̋́͊͌̀̃͗̕o̵͚͇͇͒̓s̶̗͆͗͑̉̍͊͛̚t̵̢̛̰͈̲̳͖͇̣̙̭̙̀͒͊̄̌̏̄͌̎͘̚͠ͅa̶̢̱̳̬͒ę̶̧̢͓̯̻̲̖̲̼̽ṳ̵͈̰̒́̆͆̇͝͝͝ś̶̼̙͖̦͓̲.̸̦͖̗͎̽̾̒̓̎̓͒̈͊͝͠͝
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Ooooohoooh. That felt interesting.” A portion of the hornets fly out of their mouth, spinning around the head in circles, energized.
All of the sisters remove their hoods, revealing a female face with green skin. Their hair is not hair, but pale green tentacles. The one in black keeps their hood on, but says, “You are now are friend, ally, and sibling, so please make yourself at home. Sister Zerreal will guide you to your room.” The same person who guided you here walks over and smiles, revealing sharp, slightly rotten teeth.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Aristaeus follows them.
She leads you down more halls, passing the skeletons of the original miners on the way. One hall you enter has an entire wall missing. This reveals a large open space where a group of gargantuan humanoid like creatures are sleeping.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“What are those?”
“Those are our brothers, the Kenjin.” One moves, revealing 6 eyes in a rectangular pattern and a second pair of clawed arms coming from its pits. Another has a head shaped like a hammerhead sharks with 8 eyes on top. Something they all have in common is a black exoskeleton.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“…could i possess them?”
“Please do not. They are our siblings and we must treat them with respect.” A booming voice can be heard from one that stands out with a white exoskeleton. “What do you want bug man?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Sorry.” They turn to the Kenjin. “Nothing, sorry for disturbing you!”
The white one grumbles as it goes back to sleep. Sister Zerreal leads you farther down. Eventually you reach your room. It is carved from the stone and has a simple bed, desk, and ritual rug. There is a window that reveals an underground forest. “Does this room fill your wishes, sibling?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Hmhmmmm.. this will do. Thank you, sister Zerreal.”
“You are welcome, brother Arostaeus. Do not hesitate to ask our sisters for anything. We are here to help each other.” Sister Zerreal leaves and heads back to the surface to welcome any newcomers.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Aristaeus proceeds to abandon their humanoid body and possess some poor creature, before proceeding to decimate the local wildlife by eating them from the inside for sustenance.
When you go to the forest the only animals you could find were made of sentient stone.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Instead of possessing them, they melt them with their red hot stingers, before feasting on their humanoid body and finding another one in the mine.
When you try to melt them, you feel the pain for them. It seems these creatures are not meant to be killed, but only observed.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
They stop melting them, frustrated.