"So this is where she kept it all then..."The king floats around a bit more, looking for something amongst the files.
"Correct. I imagine you'll recognize some of the papers archived here." *Roll investigation*
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You open one of the cabinets, and chance upon the blueprints for the cloaking device that once occupied Cataclysm. In another cabinet, you stumble across a blueprint of what appears to be some sort of spacecraft, but it isn't in any of Yvonne's handwriting or design.
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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)
"So this is where she kept it all then..."The king floats around a bit more, looking for something amongst the files.
"Correct. I imagine you'll recognize some of the papers archived here." *Roll investigation*
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You open one of the cabinets, and chance upon the blueprints for the cloaking device that once occupied Cataclysm. In another cabinet, you stumble across a blueprint of what appears to be some sort of spacecraft, but it isn't in any of Yvonne's handwriting or design.
The king takes the papers, and floats over to Amidais. "What do you know about these?"
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"So this is where she kept it all then..."The king floats around a bit more, looking for something amongst the files.
"Correct. I imagine you'll recognize some of the papers archived here." *Roll investigation*
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You open one of the cabinets, and chance upon the blueprints for the cloaking device that once occupied Cataclysm. In another cabinet, you stumble across a blueprint of what appears to be some sort of spacecraft, but it isn't in any of Yvonne's handwriting or design.
The king takes the papers, and floats over to Amidais. "What do you know about these?"
*The portal can easily be found, so you don't have to worry about getting lost here. The demiplane is kinda small, anyway.*
"Ah, that blueprint is for a cloaking device, one that allowed its user to remain hidden from detection or scrying magic. It was designed to fit within the war mech, Cataclysm, but its abhorrent energy inefficiency meant it was not often used. As for that other blueprint... hmmm... I believe this was designed by that Drake fellow, but I haven't seen much of them as of late."
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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)
"So this is where she kept it all then..."The king floats around a bit more, looking for something amongst the files.
"Correct. I imagine you'll recognize some of the papers archived here." *Roll investigation*
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You open one of the cabinets, and chance upon the blueprints for the cloaking device that once occupied Cataclysm. In another cabinet, you stumble across a blueprint of what appears to be some sort of spacecraft, but it isn't in any of Yvonne's handwriting or design.
The king takes the papers, and floats over to Amidais. "What do you know about these?"
*The portal can easily be found, so you don't have to worry about getting lost here. The demiplane is kinda small, anyway.*
"Ah, that blueprint is for a cloaking device, one that allowed its user to remain hidden from detection or scrying magic. It was designed to fit within the war mech, Cataclysm, but its abhorrent energy inefficiency meant it was not often used. As for that other blueprint... hmmm... I believe this was designed by that Drake fellow, but I haven't seen much of them as of late."
*no no, I meant for Baalz's character, finding the portal in the guild*
"Drake?"The king checks to see if there's a date on the paper, wondering when this was. "When did you last see them?"
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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.
*I see. Sorry about the confusion. The portal is in a back corner of the Grand Library: Not the easiest to spot, but a 22 definitely can see it.*
The date on a back corner of the blueprint shows that this design is... only four months old?
"Last I saw them was about three months ago, moving metal from one of the labs to... somewhere. I haven't seen them since."
"I was here 4 months ago, and I have no memory of this... do you know if the design was ever built?"
"I... I don't know. I haven't seen any evidence of its creation. Perhaps the project was abandoned?" Amidais seems just as confused.
"Maybe so. But with the imposter queen, and this doctor searching for 01, I don't know what to believe."
"These are confusing times, and confusing spaces..." Amidais looks a bit closer at the spaceship blueprint. "Wait, this engine design... no, that doesn't make sense..."
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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)
A 7' tall figure wearing a cloak of skin and flesh is riding toward the Spider Guild Lair on a giant biomechanical spider. The figure wears a respirator made of rotting metal, and the sounds of clinking bottles emerge from his flayed cloak. He seems barely conscious, but the spider knows exactly where to go.
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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.
*I see. Sorry about the confusion. The portal is in a back corner of the Grand Library: Not the easiest to spot, but a 22 definitely can see it.*
The date on a back corner of the blueprint shows that this design is... only four months old?
"Last I saw them was about three months ago, moving metal from one of the labs to... somewhere. I haven't seen them since."
"I was here 4 months ago, and I have no memory of this... do you know if the design was ever built?"
"I... I don't know. I haven't seen any evidence of its creation. Perhaps the project was abandoned?" Amidais seems just as confused.
"Maybe so. But with the imposter queen, and this doctor searching for 01, I don't know what to believe."
"These are confusing times, and confusing spaces..." Amidais looks a bit closer at the spaceship blueprint. "Wait, this engine design... no, that doesn't make sense..."
"What are you thinking?"
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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.
A 7' tall figure wearing a cloak of skin and flesh is riding toward the Spider Guild Lair on a giant biomechanical spider. The figure wears a respirator made of rotting metal, and the sounds of clinking bottles emerge from his flayed cloak. He seems barely conscious, but the spider knows exactly where to go.
A group of guards ride out, wondering who it is.
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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.
A 7' tall figure wearing a cloak of skin and flesh is riding toward the Spider Guild Lair on a giant biomechanical spider. The figure wears a respirator made of rotting metal, and the sounds of clinking bottles emerge from his flayed cloak. He seems barely conscious, but the spider knows exactly where to go.
A group of guards ride out, wondering who it is.
The figure on top looks up, with a crackle in his bones. "You seem to have a problem. I seem to have a solution. I want to make a trade."
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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 7' tall figure wearing a cloak of skin and flesh is riding toward the Spider Guild Lair on a giant biomechanical spider. The figure wears a respirator made of rotting metal, and the sounds of clinking bottles emerge from his flayed cloak. He seems barely conscious, but the spider knows exactly where to go.
A group of guards ride out, wondering who it is.
The figure on top looks up, with a crackle in his bones. "You seem to have a problem. I seem to have a solution. I want to make a trade."
"What would this trade entail?" The leader of the party calls out.
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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.
A 7' tall figure wearing a cloak of skin and flesh is riding toward the Spider Guild Lair on a giant biomechanical spider. The figure wears a respirator made of rotting metal, and the sounds of clinking bottles emerge from his flayed cloak. He seems barely conscious, but the spider knows exactly where to go.
A group of guards ride out, wondering who it is.
The figure on top looks up, with a crackle in his bones. "You seem to have a problem. I seem to have a solution. I want to make a trade."
"What would this trade entail?" The leader of the party calls out.
"I would give you a special little substance that enhances anything it touches, and in turn, I want all the hostility that is presently levied against you. That is, if you want to take the trade. I do offer free samples, so you can try before you buy."
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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 7' tall figure wearing a cloak of skin and flesh is riding toward the Spider Guild Lair on a giant biomechanical spider. The figure wears a respirator made of rotting metal, and the sounds of clinking bottles emerge from his flayed cloak. He seems barely conscious, but the spider knows exactly where to go.
A group of guards ride out, wondering who it is.
The figure on top looks up, with a crackle in his bones. "You seem to have a problem. I seem to have a solution. I want to make a trade."
"What would this trade entail?" The leader of the party calls out.
"I would give you a special little substance that enhances anything it touches, and in turn, I want all the hostility that is presently levied against you. That is, if you want to take the trade. I do offer free samples, so you can try before you buy."
"And how do we know you are not tricking us?"
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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.
A 7' tall figure wearing a cloak of skin and flesh is riding toward the Spider Guild Lair on a giant biomechanical spider. The figure wears a respirator made of rotting metal, and the sounds of clinking bottles emerge from his flayed cloak. He seems barely conscious, but the spider knows exactly where to go.
A group of guards ride out, wondering who it is.
The figure on top looks up, with a crackle in his bones. "You seem to have a problem. I seem to have a solution. I want to make a trade."
"What would this trade entail?" The leader of the party calls out.
"I would give you a special little substance that enhances anything it touches, and in turn, I want all the hostility that is presently levied against you. That is, if you want to take the trade. I do offer free samples, so you can try before you buy."
"And how do we know you are not tricking us?"
"With how much I'm asking for, I'm not surprised you're skeptical. I shall demonstrate." He reaches into his flayed cloak and pulls out a small vial of black liquid. He pours it onto the ground. A nearby tree suddenly begins to warp, its trunk splitting open to reveal black flesh and metal plates. It grows up and up, its metal leaves blotting out the sun in the area as biomechanical mushrooms grow from its fleshy roots and begin infecting the nearby trees. This goes on for about 30-35 seconds before stopping.
"A tree's purpose is simply to collect as much sun and nutrients as possible. This tree is optimized for that, and now can protect itself." He pours a white vial on the forest floor, undoing the corruption just as fast.
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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 7' tall figure wearing a cloak of skin and flesh is riding toward the Spider Guild Lair on a giant biomechanical spider. The figure wears a respirator made of rotting metal, and the sounds of clinking bottles emerge from his flayed cloak. He seems barely conscious, but the spider knows exactly where to go.
A group of guards ride out, wondering who it is.
The figure on top looks up, with a crackle in his bones. "You seem to have a problem. I seem to have a solution. I want to make a trade."
"What would this trade entail?" The leader of the party calls out.
"I would give you a special little substance that enhances anything it touches, and in turn, I want all the hostility that is presently levied against you. That is, if you want to take the trade. I do offer free samples, so you can try before you buy."
"And how do we know you are not tricking us?"
"With how much I'm asking for, I'm not surprised you're skeptical. I shall demonstrate." He reaches into his flayed cloak and pulls out a small vial of black liquid. He pours it onto the ground. A nearby tree suddenly begins to warp, its trunk splitting open to reveal black flesh and metal plates. It grows up and up, its metal leaves blotting out the sun in the area as biomechanical mushrooms grow from its fleshy roots and begin infecting the nearby trees. This goes on for about 30-35 seconds before stopping.
"A tree's purpose is simply to collect as much sun and nutrients as possible. This tree is optimized for that, and now can protect itself." He pours a white vial on the forest floor, undoing the corruption just as fast.
Roll persuasion.
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I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
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You open one of the cabinets, and chance upon the blueprints for the cloaking device that once occupied Cataclysm. In another cabinet, you stumble across a blueprint of what appears to be some sort of spacecraft, but it isn't in any of Yvonne's handwriting or design.
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)
Investigation: 13
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The king takes the papers, and floats over to Amidais. "What do you know about these?"
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.
*Hey Yvonne, if the portal's still open, with a 22 could it be found?*
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 portal can easily be found, so you don't have to worry about getting lost here. The demiplane is kinda small, anyway.*
"Ah, that blueprint is for a cloaking device, one that allowed its user to remain hidden from detection or scrying magic. It was designed to fit within the war mech, Cataclysm, but its abhorrent energy inefficiency meant it was not often used. As for that other blueprint... hmmm... I believe this was designed by that Drake fellow, but I haven't seen much of them as of late."
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)
*no no, I meant for Baalz's character, finding the portal in the guild*
"Drake?" The king checks to see if there's a date on the paper, wondering when this was. "When did you last see them?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*I see. Sorry about the confusion. The portal is in a back corner of the Grand Library: Not the easiest to spot, but a 22 definitely can see it.*
The date on a back corner of the blueprint shows that this design is... only four months old?
"Last I saw them was about three months ago, moving metal from one of the labs to... somewhere. I haven't seen them since."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"I was here 4 months ago, and I have no memory of this... do you know if the design was ever built?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"I... I don't know. I haven't seen any evidence of its creation. Perhaps the project was abandoned?" Amidais seems just as confused.
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)
"Maybe so. But with the imposter queen, and this doctor searching for 01, I don't know what to believe."
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.
"These are confusing times, and confusing spaces..." Amidais looks a bit closer at the spaceship blueprint. "Wait, this engine design... no, that doesn't make sense..."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A 7' tall figure wearing a cloak of skin and flesh is riding toward the Spider Guild Lair on a giant biomechanical spider. The figure wears a respirator made of rotting metal, and the sounds of clinking bottles emerge from his flayed cloak. He seems barely conscious, but the spider knows exactly where to go.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"What are you thinking?"
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.
A group of guards ride out, wondering who it is.
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 figure on top looks up, with a crackle in his bones. "You seem to have a problem. I seem to have a solution. I want to make a trade."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"What would this trade entail?" The leader of the party calls out.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"I would give you a special little substance that enhances anything it touches, and in turn, I want all the hostility that is presently levied against you. That is, if you want to take the trade. I do offer free samples, so you can try before you buy."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"And how do we know you are not tricking us?"
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.
"With how much I'm asking for, I'm not surprised you're skeptical. I shall demonstrate." He reaches into his flayed cloak and pulls out a small vial of black liquid. He pours it onto the ground. A nearby tree suddenly begins to warp, its trunk splitting open to reveal black flesh and metal plates. It grows up and up, its metal leaves blotting out the sun in the area as biomechanical mushrooms grow from its fleshy roots and begin infecting the nearby trees. This goes on for about 30-35 seconds before stopping.
"A tree's purpose is simply to collect as much sun and nutrients as possible. This tree is optimized for that, and now can protect itself." He pours a white vial on the forest floor, undoing the corruption just as fast.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Roll persuasion.
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.