The surrounding landscape is an arid, flat expanse of more dry cracked earth. Every so often, there is a piece of scrap metal, a broken down car, or some concrete rubble: Ruins of a past long gone. The buzz of crickets and cicadas fills the air near the few places protected by shadow. In the far distance, an enormous skyscraper lay on its side: The corpse of a giant of old. Welcome... to the Valley of Junk.
Marcial finds a shallow pool of water in the shadow of a capsized pickup truck, with some sparse green vegetation nearby. It's the first bit of life that's actually still young and lively he's seen in this area.
Ben finds an old refrigerator within the ruins of a small building, next to an electric stove that is clearly beyond repair.
Adonis spots some pieces of asphalt along the ground in a somewhat-straight line, the trail of which continues on for a long while towards the felled tower. Along the road, the faint outline of a short, wide building can be seen in the distance.
Adonis follows the trail.
The trail continues for quite a while, but it eventually stops at the crumbling remains of a gas station. The doors and windows seem to have been broken, and some short, green grass grows in the shadows. One of the gas pumps has its hoses on the ground, with a small pool of petrol around them that has seeped into the ground.
Adonis goes inside, wielding his strange staff.
There doesn't seem to be much left inside the gas station. It looks as though the place has been picked clean of any goods it may have been selling way back when. However, there is an abundant amount of plant growth in this shaded area.
Adonis searches through the plant growth for something edible. 7
You find... an odd contraption in the back of the gas station. It seems to be made of a hodgepodge of all sorts of different pieces of technology, and it just feels... off. There's a faint green light under a little switch, and imagery of eyes carved, engraved, or painted across several of its surfaces.
Adonis flicks the switch and stands back.
A small screen lights up, briefly showing more imagery of eyes before changing to a timer, ticking down to four hours from now. The light turns yellow.
You hear whispers coming from inside the machine.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The surrounding landscape is an arid, flat expanse of more dry cracked earth. Every so often, there is a piece of scrap metal, a broken down car, or some concrete rubble: Ruins of a past long gone. The buzz of crickets and cicadas fills the air near the few places protected by shadow. In the far distance, an enormous skyscraper lay on its side: The corpse of a giant of old. Welcome... to the Valley of Junk.
Marcial finds a shallow pool of water in the shadow of a capsized pickup truck, with some sparse green vegetation nearby. It's the first bit of life that's actually still young and lively he's seen in this area.
Ben finds an old refrigerator within the ruins of a small building, next to an electric stove that is clearly beyond repair.
Adonis spots some pieces of asphalt along the ground in a somewhat-straight line, the trail of which continues on for a long while towards the felled tower. Along the road, the faint outline of a short, wide building can be seen in the distance.
Adonis follows the trail.
The trail continues for quite a while, but it eventually stops at the crumbling remains of a gas station. The doors and windows seem to have been broken, and some short, green grass grows in the shadows. One of the gas pumps has its hoses on the ground, with a small pool of petrol around them that has seeped into the ground.
Adonis goes inside, wielding his strange staff.
There doesn't seem to be much left inside the gas station. It looks as though the place has been picked clean of any goods it may have been selling way back when. However, there is an abundant amount of plant growth in this shaded area.
Adonis searches through the plant growth for something edible. 7
You find... an odd contraption in the back of the gas station. It seems to be made of a hodgepodge of all sorts of different pieces of technology, and it just feels... off. There's a faint green light under a little switch, and imagery of eyes carved, engraved, or painted across several of its surfaces.
Adonis flicks the switch and stands back.
A small screen lights up, briefly showing more imagery of eyes before changing to a timer, ticking down to four hours from now. The light turns yellow.
You hear whispers coming from inside the machine.
"Are you a Post-Mortal as well?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The surrounding landscape is an arid, flat expanse of more dry cracked earth. Every so often, there is a piece of scrap metal, a broken down car, or some concrete rubble: Ruins of a past long gone. The buzz of crickets and cicadas fills the air near the few places protected by shadow. In the far distance, an enormous skyscraper lay on its side: The corpse of a giant of old. Welcome... to the Valley of Junk.
Marcial finds a shallow pool of water in the shadow of a capsized pickup truck, with some sparse green vegetation nearby. It's the first bit of life that's actually still young and lively he's seen in this area.
Ben finds an old refrigerator within the ruins of a small building, next to an electric stove that is clearly beyond repair.
Adonis spots some pieces of asphalt along the ground in a somewhat-straight line, the trail of which continues on for a long while towards the felled tower. Along the road, the faint outline of a short, wide building can be seen in the distance.
Adonis follows the trail.
The trail continues for quite a while, but it eventually stops at the crumbling remains of a gas station. The doors and windows seem to have been broken, and some short, green grass grows in the shadows. One of the gas pumps has its hoses on the ground, with a small pool of petrol around them that has seeped into the ground.
Adonis goes inside, wielding his strange staff.
There doesn't seem to be much left inside the gas station. It looks as though the place has been picked clean of any goods it may have been selling way back when. However, there is an abundant amount of plant growth in this shaded area.
Adonis searches through the plant growth for something edible. 7
You find... an odd contraption in the back of the gas station. It seems to be made of a hodgepodge of all sorts of different pieces of technology, and it just feels... off. There's a faint green light under a little switch, and imagery of eyes carved, engraved, or painted across several of its surfaces.
Adonis flicks the switch and stands back.
A small screen lights up, briefly showing more imagery of eyes before changing to a timer, ticking down to four hours from now. The light turns yellow.
You hear whispers coming from inside the machine.
"Are you a Post-Mortal as well?"
*You remember the whispering that happened the previous night? Well... good luck.*
The machine begins to quiver as an opaque, black gas slithers its way out from vents and gratings in the device. The whispering, completely incomprehensible, grows in number as the Effluvia trickles across the ground towards you.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The surrounding landscape is an arid, flat expanse of more dry cracked earth. Every so often, there is a piece of scrap metal, a broken down car, or some concrete rubble: Ruins of a past long gone. The buzz of crickets and cicadas fills the air near the few places protected by shadow. In the far distance, an enormous skyscraper lay on its side: The corpse of a giant of old. Welcome... to the Valley of Junk.
Marcial finds a shallow pool of water in the shadow of a capsized pickup truck, with some sparse green vegetation nearby. It's the first bit of life that's actually still young and lively he's seen in this area.
Ben finds an old refrigerator within the ruins of a small building, next to an electric stove that is clearly beyond repair.
Adonis spots some pieces of asphalt along the ground in a somewhat-straight line, the trail of which continues on for a long while towards the felled tower. Along the road, the faint outline of a short, wide building can be seen in the distance.
Adonis follows the trail.
The trail continues for quite a while, but it eventually stops at the crumbling remains of a gas station. The doors and windows seem to have been broken, and some short, green grass grows in the shadows. One of the gas pumps has its hoses on the ground, with a small pool of petrol around them that has seeped into the ground.
Adonis goes inside, wielding his strange staff.
There doesn't seem to be much left inside the gas station. It looks as though the place has been picked clean of any goods it may have been selling way back when. However, there is an abundant amount of plant growth in this shaded area.
Adonis searches through the plant growth for something edible. 7
You find... an odd contraption in the back of the gas station. It seems to be made of a hodgepodge of all sorts of different pieces of technology, and it just feels... off. There's a faint green light under a little switch, and imagery of eyes carved, engraved, or painted across several of its surfaces.
Adonis flicks the switch and stands back.
A small screen lights up, briefly showing more imagery of eyes before changing to a timer, ticking down to four hours from now. The light turns yellow.
You hear whispers coming from inside the machine.
"Are you a Post-Mortal as well?"
*You remember the whispering that happened the previous night? Well... good luck.*
The machine begins to quiver as an opaque, black gas slithers its way out from vents and gratings in the device. The whispering, completely incomprehensible, grows in number as the Effluvia trickles across the ground towards you.
Adonis summons Wayne. "Turn that off for me, please." Wayne (an undead) flicks the switch again.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The surrounding landscape is an arid, flat expanse of more dry cracked earth. Every so often, there is a piece of scrap metal, a broken down car, or some concrete rubble: Ruins of a past long gone. The buzz of crickets and cicadas fills the air near the few places protected by shadow. In the far distance, an enormous skyscraper lay on its side: The corpse of a giant of old. Welcome... to the Valley of Junk.
Marcial finds a shallow pool of water in the shadow of a capsized pickup truck, with some sparse green vegetation nearby. It's the first bit of life that's actually still young and lively he's seen in this area.
Ben finds an old refrigerator within the ruins of a small building, next to an electric stove that is clearly beyond repair.
Adonis spots some pieces of asphalt along the ground in a somewhat-straight line, the trail of which continues on for a long while towards the felled tower. Along the road, the faint outline of a short, wide building can be seen in the distance.
Adonis follows the trail.
The trail continues for quite a while, but it eventually stops at the crumbling remains of a gas station. The doors and windows seem to have been broken, and some short, green grass grows in the shadows. One of the gas pumps has its hoses on the ground, with a small pool of petrol around them that has seeped into the ground.
Adonis goes inside, wielding his strange staff.
There doesn't seem to be much left inside the gas station. It looks as though the place has been picked clean of any goods it may have been selling way back when. However, there is an abundant amount of plant growth in this shaded area.
Adonis searches through the plant growth for something edible. 7
You find... an odd contraption in the back of the gas station. It seems to be made of a hodgepodge of all sorts of different pieces of technology, and it just feels... off. There's a faint green light under a little switch, and imagery of eyes carved, engraved, or painted across several of its surfaces.
Adonis flicks the switch and stands back.
A small screen lights up, briefly showing more imagery of eyes before changing to a timer, ticking down to four hours from now. The light turns yellow.
You hear whispers coming from inside the machine.
"Are you a Post-Mortal as well?"
*You remember the whispering that happened the previous night? Well... good luck.*
The machine begins to quiver as an opaque, black gas slithers its way out from vents and gratings in the device. The whispering, completely incomprehensible, grows in number as the Effluvia trickles across the ground towards you.
Adonis summons Wayne. "Turn that off for me, please." Wayne (an undead) flicks the switch again.
It doesn't turn off.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The surrounding landscape is an arid, flat expanse of more dry cracked earth. Every so often, there is a piece of scrap metal, a broken down car, or some concrete rubble: Ruins of a past long gone. The buzz of crickets and cicadas fills the air near the few places protected by shadow. In the far distance, an enormous skyscraper lay on its side: The corpse of a giant of old. Welcome... to the Valley of Junk.
Marcial finds a shallow pool of water in the shadow of a capsized pickup truck, with some sparse green vegetation nearby. It's the first bit of life that's actually still young and lively he's seen in this area.
Ben finds an old refrigerator within the ruins of a small building, next to an electric stove that is clearly beyond repair.
Adonis spots some pieces of asphalt along the ground in a somewhat-straight line, the trail of which continues on for a long while towards the felled tower. Along the road, the faint outline of a short, wide building can be seen in the distance.
Adonis follows the trail.
The trail continues for quite a while, but it eventually stops at the crumbling remains of a gas station. The doors and windows seem to have been broken, and some short, green grass grows in the shadows. One of the gas pumps has its hoses on the ground, with a small pool of petrol around them that has seeped into the ground.
Adonis goes inside, wielding his strange staff.
There doesn't seem to be much left inside the gas station. It looks as though the place has been picked clean of any goods it may have been selling way back when. However, there is an abundant amount of plant growth in this shaded area.
Adonis searches through the plant growth for something edible. 7
You find... an odd contraption in the back of the gas station. It seems to be made of a hodgepodge of all sorts of different pieces of technology, and it just feels... off. There's a faint green light under a little switch, and imagery of eyes carved, engraved, or painted across several of its surfaces.
Adonis flicks the switch and stands back.
A small screen lights up, briefly showing more imagery of eyes before changing to a timer, ticking down to four hours from now. The light turns yellow.
You hear whispers coming from inside the machine.
"Are you a Post-Mortal as well?"
*You remember the whispering that happened the previous night? Well... good luck.*
The machine begins to quiver as an opaque, black gas slithers its way out from vents and gratings in the device. The whispering, completely incomprehensible, grows in number as the Effluvia trickles across the ground towards you.
Adonis summons Wayne. "Turn that off for me, please." Wayne (an undead) flicks the switch again.
It doesn't turn off.
"Let's smash it then."
Wayne's Attack: Attack: 18 Damage: 11 necrotic
Adonis' Attack: 18 fire, DC 16 dex save for half.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Oval, fidgeting with the hem of their cloak, stands up and walks over to the crate, picking out one of the compasses. She sets her stuffed animal down on the rock and peeks outsides the Scrap Yard, fighting herself on deciding to go out of it.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The surrounding landscape is an arid, flat expanse of more dry cracked earth. Every so often, there is a piece of scrap metal, a broken down car, or some concrete rubble: Ruins of a past long gone. The buzz of crickets and cicadas fills the air near the few places protected by shadow. In the far distance, an enormous skyscraper lay on its side: The corpse of a giant of old. Welcome... to the Valley of Junk.
Marcial finds a shallow pool of water in the shadow of a capsized pickup truck, with some sparse green vegetation nearby. It's the first bit of life that's actually still young and lively he's seen in this area.
Ben finds an old refrigerator within the ruins of a small building, next to an electric stove that is clearly beyond repair.
Adonis spots some pieces of asphalt along the ground in a somewhat-straight line, the trail of which continues on for a long while towards the felled tower. Along the road, the faint outline of a short, wide building can be seen in the distance.
Adonis follows the trail.
The trail continues for quite a while, but it eventually stops at the crumbling remains of a gas station. The doors and windows seem to have been broken, and some short, green grass grows in the shadows. One of the gas pumps has its hoses on the ground, with a small pool of petrol around them that has seeped into the ground.
Adonis goes inside, wielding his strange staff.
There doesn't seem to be much left inside the gas station. It looks as though the place has been picked clean of any goods it may have been selling way back when. However, there is an abundant amount of plant growth in this shaded area.
Adonis searches through the plant growth for something edible. 7
You find... an odd contraption in the back of the gas station. It seems to be made of a hodgepodge of all sorts of different pieces of technology, and it just feels... off. There's a faint green light under a little switch, and imagery of eyes carved, engraved, or painted across several of its surfaces.
Adonis flicks the switch and stands back.
A small screen lights up, briefly showing more imagery of eyes before changing to a timer, ticking down to four hours from now. The light turns yellow.
You hear whispers coming from inside the machine.
"Are you a Post-Mortal as well?"
*You remember the whispering that happened the previous night? Well... good luck.*
The machine begins to quiver as an opaque, black gas slithers its way out from vents and gratings in the device. The whispering, completely incomprehensible, grows in number as the Effluvia trickles across the ground towards you.
Adonis summons Wayne. "Turn that off for me, please." Wayne (an undead) flicks the switch again.
It doesn't turn off.
"Let's smash it then."
Wayne's Attack: Attack: 28 Damage: 12 necrotic
Adonis' Attack: 25 fire, DC 16 dex save for half.
*The machine, being completely immobile, auto-fails its Dex save.*
The machine is entirely destroyed, but some of the Effluvia, though having been repelled by the light of Adonis' fire, still remains and slowly begins to advance again.
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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)
Oval, fidgeting with the hem of their cloak, stands up and walks over to the crate, picking out one of the compasses. She sets her stuffed animal down on the rock and peeks outsides the Scrap Yard, fighting herself on deciding to go out of it.
It's about noon, and the surrounding landscape is barren save for the occasional scrap and rubble. The faint shape of a gargantuan fallen tower can be seen in the far distance, and that seems to be the direction in which the hunting party went.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The surrounding landscape is an arid, flat expanse of more dry cracked earth. Every so often, there is a piece of scrap metal, a broken down car, or some concrete rubble: Ruins of a past long gone. The buzz of crickets and cicadas fills the air near the few places protected by shadow. In the far distance, an enormous skyscraper lay on its side: The corpse of a giant of old. Welcome... to the Valley of Junk.
Marcial finds a shallow pool of water in the shadow of a capsized pickup truck, with some sparse green vegetation nearby. It's the first bit of life that's actually still young and lively he's seen in this area.
Ben finds an old refrigerator within the ruins of a small building, next to an electric stove that is clearly beyond repair.
Adonis spots some pieces of asphalt along the ground in a somewhat-straight line, the trail of which continues on for a long while towards the felled tower. Along the road, the faint outline of a short, wide building can be seen in the distance.
Adonis follows the trail.
The trail continues for quite a while, but it eventually stops at the crumbling remains of a gas station. The doors and windows seem to have been broken, and some short, green grass grows in the shadows. One of the gas pumps has its hoses on the ground, with a small pool of petrol around them that has seeped into the ground.
Adonis goes inside, wielding his strange staff.
There doesn't seem to be much left inside the gas station. It looks as though the place has been picked clean of any goods it may have been selling way back when. However, there is an abundant amount of plant growth in this shaded area.
Adonis searches through the plant growth for something edible. 7
You find... an odd contraption in the back of the gas station. It seems to be made of a hodgepodge of all sorts of different pieces of technology, and it just feels... off. There's a faint green light under a little switch, and imagery of eyes carved, engraved, or painted across several of its surfaces.
Adonis flicks the switch and stands back.
A small screen lights up, briefly showing more imagery of eyes before changing to a timer, ticking down to four hours from now. The light turns yellow.
You hear whispers coming from inside the machine.
"Are you a Post-Mortal as well?"
*You remember the whispering that happened the previous night? Well... good luck.*
The machine begins to quiver as an opaque, black gas slithers its way out from vents and gratings in the device. The whispering, completely incomprehensible, grows in number as the Effluvia trickles across the ground towards you.
Adonis summons Wayne. "Turn that off for me, please." Wayne (an undead) flicks the switch again.
It doesn't turn off.
"Let's smash it then."
Wayne's Attack: Attack: 28 Damage: 12 necrotic
Adonis' Attack: 25 fire, DC 16 dex save for half.
*The machine, being completely immobile, auto-fails its Dex save.*
The machine is entirely destroyed, but some of the Effluvia, though having been repelled by the light of Adonis' fire, still remains and slowly begins to advance again.
Adonis casts Light on a piece of scrap and throws it to the ground in front of the unholy vapors.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A small screen lights up, briefly showing more imagery of eyes before changing to a timer, ticking down to four hours from now. The light turns yellow.
You hear whispers coming from inside the machine.
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)
"Are you a Post-Mortal as well?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*You remember the whispering that happened the previous night? Well... good luck.*
The machine begins to quiver as an opaque, black gas slithers its way out from vents and gratings in the device. The whispering, completely incomprehensible, grows in number as the Effluvia trickles across the ground towards you.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*is it too late for me to join*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Adonis summons Wayne. "Turn that off for me, please." Wayne (an undead) flicks the switch again.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It doesn't turn off.
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)
"Let's smash it then."
Wayne's Attack: Attack: 18 Damage: 11 necrotic
Adonis' Attack: 18 fire, DC 16 dex save for half.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Good morning :]*
Oval is waking up after sleeping in the Scrap Pile for a day.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Marcial is out with the hunting party, a little tired but otherwise alright.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*I don't think so*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*cool*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Oval, fidgeting with the hem of their cloak, stands up and walks over to the crate, picking out one of the compasses. She sets her stuffed animal down on the rock and peeks outsides the Scrap Yard, fighting herself on deciding to go out of it.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*The machine, being completely immobile, auto-fails its Dex save.*
The machine is entirely destroyed, but some of the Effluvia, though having been repelled by the light of Adonis' fire, still remains and slowly begins to advance again.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
It's about noon, and the surrounding landscape is barren save for the occasional scrap and rubble. The faint shape of a gargantuan fallen tower can be seen in the far distance, and that seems to be the direction in which the hunting party went.
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)
*Can you make a Perception check for me?*
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)
Adonis casts Light on a piece of scrap and throws it to the ground in front of the unholy vapors.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The Effluvia recoils away from Adonis' light, its whispering briefly turning to a raspy shriek, before it slithers away and out of sight.
*It's a good thing you destroyed that device before it made more.*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
You see brief flashes of light coming from a derelict gas station in the distance.
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)