*Agreed. I'm not sure as to what our course of action should be, and I don't want to just stall time with the Doctor until we're ready. Any ideas?*
*I really don't feel there's much more that we can do at the guild, they're just getting ready for war, in whatever form that takes. Any thoughts on how we can get the original group of hero's, who are currently on another planet of some description if I remember correctly, back in action?*
*Hmmm... perhaps a time-skip is in order. Not for this Lair, but for the OG trio...*
*Hear me out: They tried to go to Konton themselves after leaving the planet, but they were cornered by the Doctor's forces and pushed back. Defeated and injured, the three escape and crash-land in this reality, unaware of the split...*
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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)
*Agreed. I'm not sure as to what our course of action should be, and I don't want to just stall time with the Doctor until we're ready. Any ideas?*
*I really don't feel there's much more that we can do at the guild, they're just getting ready for war, in whatever form that takes. Any thoughts on how we can get the original group of hero's, who are currently on another planet of some description if I remember correctly, back in action?*
*Hmmm... perhaps a time-skip is in order. Not for this Lair, but for the OG trio...*
*Hear me out: They tried to go to Konton themselves after leaving the planet, but they were cornered by the Doctor's forces and pushed back. Defeated and injured, the three escape and crash-land in this reality, unaware of the split...*
*That certainly would be very interesting... lets do it*
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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.
*Let's. I have an idea of how to... kick things off.*
Above the Spider Guild's Lair, a streak of blazing rainbow flames- burning planar energy in its raw form- sails across the sky, emitting an unnatural screeching as it plummets towards the ground. It lands with an audible explosion in a dense forest twenty miles from the Lair, around the borders of King Dragonslayer's domain.
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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)
*Let's. I have an idea of how to... kick things off.*
Above the Spider Guild's Lair, a streak of blazing rainbow flames- burning planar energy in its raw form- sails across the sky, emitting an unnatural screeching as it plummets towards the ground. It lands with an audible explosion in a dense forest twenty miles from the Lair, around the borders of King Dragonslayer's domain.
Many Guild members point it out as it flies over, and the King swiftly moves to his balcony, seeing it just before it hits the ground.
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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.
*Let's. I have an idea of how to... kick things off.*
Above the Spider Guild's Lair, a streak of blazing rainbow flames- burning planar energy in its raw form- sails across the sky, emitting an unnatural screeching as it plummets towards the ground. It lands with an audible explosion in a dense forest twenty miles from the Lair, around the borders of King Dragonslayer's domain.
Many Guild members point it out as it flies over, and the King swiftly moves to his balcony, seeing it just before it hits the ground.
Amidais runs out as well, seeing it around the same time as the King.
"My... my gods, what was that? It looked..." He is too flustered to finish his thoughts.
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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)
*Let's. I have an idea of how to... kick things off.*
Above the Spider Guild's Lair, a streak of blazing rainbow flames- burning planar energy in its raw form- sails across the sky, emitting an unnatural screeching as it plummets towards the ground. It lands with an audible explosion in a dense forest twenty miles from the Lair, around the borders of King Dragonslayer's domain.
Many Guild members point it out as it flies over, and the King swiftly moves to his balcony, seeing it just before it hits the ground.
Amidais runs out as well, seeing it around the same time as the King.
"My... my gods, what was that? It looked..." He is too flustered to finish his thoughts.
"Something else has arrived." The king says in a displeased tone.
Meanwhile, at the crash site... (assuming this is indeed og trio)
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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.
*This is, indeed, the OG trio. Well, them and... something else.*
The area around where Drake's ship crashed is a mess. Burning planar flames, changing in color and hue in a dazzling aurora of destruction, eat away at the lush undergrowth and the metal scrap. The ship itself is in ruins: The whole ship is crushed from the impact, its hull torn open in places, and its engines sputtering with planar fire. The inside of the ship has all sorts of wreckage and destroyed supplies, some of it sticky with honey rations and littered with glass. The large window at the ship's helm is destroyed, only a few pieces of shattered glass clinging desperately to the warped frame.
A hand claws its way out from underneath a collapsed support, dragging behind it the partially crushed body of Elsanova. They struggle to pull themselves to their feet, the screech of metal against metal resonating as their warped metal plates grind against one another, but fall back down.
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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)
*This is, indeed, the OG trio. Well, them and... something else.*
The area around where Drake's ship crashed is a mess. Burning planar flames, changing in color and hue in a dazzling aurora of destruction, eat away at the lush undergrowth and the metal scrap. The ship itself is in ruins: The whole ship is crushed from the impact, its hull torn open in places, and its engines sputtering with planar fire. The inside of the ship has all sorts of wreckage and destroyed supplies, some of it sticky with honey rations and littered with glass. The large window at the ship's helm is destroyed, only a few pieces of shattered glass clinging desperately to the warped frame.
A hand claws its way out from underneath a collapsed support, dragging behind it the partially crushed body of Elsanova. They struggle to pull themselves to their feet, the screech of metal against metal resonating as their warped metal plates grind against one another, but fall back down.
*Am I all good to go ahead with the king getting 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.
*This is, indeed, the OG trio. Well, them and... something else.*
The area around where Drake's ship crashed is a mess. Burning planar flames, changing in color and hue in a dazzling aurora of destruction, eat away at the lush undergrowth and the metal scrap. The ship itself is in ruins: The whole ship is crushed from the impact, its hull torn open in places, and its engines sputtering with planar fire. The inside of the ship has all sorts of wreckage and destroyed supplies, some of it sticky with honey rations and littered with glass. The large window at the ship's helm is destroyed, only a few pieces of shattered glass clinging desperately to the warped frame.
A hand claws its way out from underneath a collapsed support, dragging behind it the partially crushed body of Elsanova. They struggle to pull themselves to their feet, the screech of metal against metal resonating as their warped metal plates grind against one another, but fall back down.
*Am I all good to go ahead with the king getting out?*
*Absolutely!*
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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 King, battered and bruised, huffs and groans his way out of the wreckage. Lifting debris and pulling out a wire lodged shallowly in his shoulder, he surveys the situation amongst his blurry vision. He must have hit his head hard, his brain isn't back in full gear yet. And he knows he's done something to his leg, but he doesn't have time to check that right now. He makes his way round, looking for people to pull out of the crash.
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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 King, battered and bruised, huffs and groans his way out of the wreckage. Lifting debris and pulling out a wire lodged shallowly in his shoulder, he surveys the situation amongst his blurry vision. He must have hit his head hard, his brain isn't back in full gear yet. And he knows he's done something to his leg, but he doesn't have time to check that right now. He makes his way round, looking for people to pull out of the crash.
The King can easily see Elsa, who thankfully escaped the wreckage, but is injured and struggling to stand. Yvonne is nowhere to be seen.
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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 King, battered and bruised, huffs and groans his way out of the wreckage. Lifting debris and pulling out a wire lodged shallowly in his shoulder, he surveys the situation amongst his blurry vision. He must have hit his head hard, his brain isn't back in full gear yet. And he knows he's done something to his leg, but he doesn't have time to check that right now. He makes his way round, looking for people to pull out of the crash.
The King can easily see Elsa, who thankfully escaped the wreckage, but is injured and struggling to stand. Yvonne is nowhere to be seen.
The king moves over to Elsanova, deciding to check on them before looking for the queen. "Hey, you okay?"
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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 King, battered and bruised, huffs and groans his way out of the wreckage. Lifting debris and pulling out a wire lodged shallowly in his shoulder, he surveys the situation amongst his blurry vision. He must have hit his head hard, his brain isn't back in full gear yet. And he knows he's done something to his leg, but he doesn't have time to check that right now. He makes his way round, looking for people to pull out of the crash.
The King can easily see Elsa, who thankfully escaped the wreckage, but is injured and struggling to stand. Yvonne is nowhere to be seen.
The king moves over to Elsanova, deciding to check on them before looking for the queen. "Hey, you okay?"
Elsa looks up at the King, relieved. "-Drummer, you're okay! Thank--- goodness you're alright. I was--- worried." Elsa tries to stand, but falls again, catching themself before hitting the floor. "-I'm okay. I'm--- alive, at least."
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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 King, battered and bruised, huffs and groans his way out of the wreckage. Lifting debris and pulling out a wire lodged shallowly in his shoulder, he surveys the situation amongst his blurry vision. He must have hit his head hard, his brain isn't back in full gear yet. And he knows he's done something to his leg, but he doesn't have time to check that right now. He makes his way round, looking for people to pull out of the crash.
The King can easily see Elsa, who thankfully escaped the wreckage, but is injured and struggling to stand. Yvonne is nowhere to be seen.
The king moves over to Elsanova, deciding to check on them before looking for the queen. "Hey, you okay?"
Elsa looks up at the King, relieved. "-Drummer, you're okay! Thank--- goodness you're alright. I was--- worried." Elsa tries to stand, but falls again, catching themself before hitting the floor. "-I'm okay. I'm--- alive, at least."
"That's really good to hear, I'm sure we can get you back in good shape as soon as we get back to the guild. You... seen Yvonne?"
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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 King, battered and bruised, huffs and groans his way out of the wreckage. Lifting debris and pulling out a wire lodged shallowly in his shoulder, he surveys the situation amongst his blurry vision. He must have hit his head hard, his brain isn't back in full gear yet. And he knows he's done something to his leg, but he doesn't have time to check that right now. He makes his way round, looking for people to pull out of the crash.
The King can easily see Elsa, who thankfully escaped the wreckage, but is injured and struggling to stand. Yvonne is nowhere to be seen.
The king moves over to Elsanova, deciding to check on them before looking for the queen. "Hey, you okay?"
Elsa looks up at the King, relieved. "-Drummer, you're okay! Thank--- goodness you're alright. I was--- worried." Elsa tries to stand, but falls again, catching themself before hitting the floor. "-I'm okay. I'm--- alive, at least."
"That's really good to hear, I'm sure we can get you back in good shape as soon as we get back to the guild. You... seen Yvonne?"
"-Not since the ship--- crashed." *Make a perception check with disadvantage!*
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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 King, battered and bruised, huffs and groans his way out of the wreckage. Lifting debris and pulling out a wire lodged shallowly in his shoulder, he surveys the situation amongst his blurry vision. He must have hit his head hard, his brain isn't back in full gear yet. And he knows he's done something to his leg, but he doesn't have time to check that right now. He makes his way round, looking for people to pull out of the crash.
The King can easily see Elsa, who thankfully escaped the wreckage, but is injured and struggling to stand. Yvonne is nowhere to be seen.
The king moves over to Elsanova, deciding to check on them before looking for the queen. "Hey, you okay?"
Elsa looks up at the King, relieved. "-Drummer, you're okay! Thank--- goodness you're alright. I was--- worried." Elsa tries to stand, but falls again, catching themself before hitting the floor. "-I'm okay. I'm--- alive, at least."
"That's really good to hear, I'm sure we can get you back in good shape as soon as we get back to the guild. You... seen Yvonne?"
"-Not since the ship--- crashed." *Make a perception check with disadvantage!*
"Oh. Well, I'm sure she'll turn up." He smiles half-heartedly.
Perception: 12
Deception, to hide his worry for the queen from Elsa: 22
*damn, I've missed these characters*
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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.
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*Hmmm... perhaps a time-skip is in order. Not for this Lair, but for the OG trio...*
*Hear me out: They tried to go to Konton themselves after leaving the planet, but they were cornered by the Doctor's forces and pushed back. Defeated and injured, the three escape and crash-land in this reality, unaware of the split...*
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)
*That certainly would be very interesting... lets do it*
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.
*Let's. I have an idea of how to... kick things off.*
Above the Spider Guild's Lair, a streak of blazing rainbow flames- burning planar energy in its raw form- sails across the sky, emitting an unnatural screeching as it plummets towards the ground. It lands with an audible explosion in a dense forest twenty miles from the Lair, around the borders of King Dragonslayer's domain.
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)
Many Guild members point it out as it flies over, and the King swiftly moves to his balcony, seeing it just before it hits the ground.
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.
Spider-Guild
Spider-Guild
does whatever a spider could
Spins a web
from a thread
Catches theives
Like they're flies
Look out
Here comes the Spider-Guild.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
Amidais runs out as well, seeing it around the same time as the King.
"My... my gods, what was that? It looked..." He is too flustered to finish his thoughts.
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)
*ha, I like it*
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.
"Something else has arrived." The king says in a displeased tone.
Meanwhile, at the crash site... (assuming this is indeed og trio)
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.
*This is, indeed, the OG trio. Well, them and... something else.*
The area around where Drake's ship crashed is a mess. Burning planar flames, changing in color and hue in a dazzling aurora of destruction, eat away at the lush undergrowth and the metal scrap. The ship itself is in ruins: The whole ship is crushed from the impact, its hull torn open in places, and its engines sputtering with planar fire. The inside of the ship has all sorts of wreckage and destroyed supplies, some of it sticky with honey rations and littered with glass. The large window at the ship's helm is destroyed, only a few pieces of shattered glass clinging desperately to the warped frame.
A hand claws its way out from underneath a collapsed support, dragging behind it the partially crushed body of Elsanova. They struggle to pull themselves to their feet, the screech of metal against metal resonating as their warped metal plates grind against one another, but fall back down.
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 should be on here more qwq*
*It's okay if you can't show up some days. If you just wanna lurk and watch the story, then by all means do so. :)*
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)
*Am I all good to go ahead with the king getting 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.
*Absolutely!*
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)
*Ayy, Alrighty then!*
The King, battered and bruised, huffs and groans his way out of the wreckage. Lifting debris and pulling out a wire lodged shallowly in his shoulder, he surveys the situation amongst his blurry vision. He must have hit his head hard, his brain isn't back in full gear yet. And he knows he's done something to his leg, but he doesn't have time to check that right now. He makes his way round, looking for people to pull out of the crash.
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 King can easily see Elsa, who thankfully escaped the wreckage, but is injured and struggling to stand. Yvonne is nowhere to be seen.
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 king moves over to Elsanova, deciding to check on them before looking for the queen. "Hey, you okay?"
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.
Elsa looks up at the King, relieved. "-Drummer, you're okay! Thank--- goodness you're alright. I was--- worried." Elsa tries to stand, but falls again, catching themself before hitting the floor. "-I'm okay. I'm--- alive, at least."
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)
"That's really good to hear, I'm sure we can get you back in good shape as soon as we get back to the guild. You... seen Yvonne?"
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.
"-Not since the ship--- crashed." *Make a perception check with disadvantage!*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Oh. Well, I'm sure she'll turn up." He smiles half-heartedly.
Perception: 12
Deception, to hide his worry for the queen from Elsa: 22
*damn, I've missed these characters*
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.