Around early morning, with the cold winter sun just starting to emerge over the horizon... Adeline is nowhere to be seen. There is a makeshift trail of broken twigs and bootprints in the frosted earth, starting at the Sanctuary and winding its way deeper into the surrounding woods. For those keen of hearing, they might be able to hear the faint sounds of panicked breaths and mutterings from amidst the web-choked trees.
The god-eater ghoul has returned to its star-faring vessel, but not for another voyage. It focuses for a moment, before reaching into one of its sunflower heads with its hand. Golden ichor drips from where the arm disappears into the ever-starving void, catching fire when it hits the metal-and-flesh floor below. After a while, it produces from the depths of the abyss that is the star-swallower's stomach a single small flame. Flickering orange and yellow, crackling with hushed whisperings of truths better left unknown. The small scrap of the Frenzied Flame it absconded with before. Time to get to work.
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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)
Around early morning, with the cold winter sun just starting to emerge over the horizon... Adeline is nowhere to be seen. There is a makeshift trail of broken twigs and bootprints in the frosted earth, starting at the Sanctuary and winding its way deeper into the surrounding woods. For those keen of hearing, they might be able to hear the faint sounds of panicked breaths and mutterings from amidst the web-choked trees.
The god-eater ghoul has returned to its star-faring vessel, but not for another voyage. It focuses for a moment, before reaching into one of its sunflower heads with its hand. Golden ichor drips from where the arm disappears into the ever-starving void, catching fire when it hits the metal-and-flesh floor below. After a while, it produces from the depths of the abyss that is the star-swallower's stomach a single small flame. Flickering orange and yellow, crackling with hushed whisperings of truths better left unknown. The small scrap of the Frenzied Flame it absconded with before. Time to get to work.
An unearthly howl shatters the near-silence as red light fills the forest. Icicles fall and snow melts. "I KNOW WHERE YOU AAAAARE!!"
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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.
Around early morning, with the cold winter sun just starting to emerge over the horizon... Adeline is nowhere to be seen. There is a makeshift trail of broken twigs and bootprints in the frosted earth, starting at the Sanctuary and winding its way deeper into the surrounding woods. For those keen of hearing, they might be able to hear the faint sounds of panicked breaths and mutterings from amidst the web-choked trees.
The god-eater ghoul has returned to its star-faring vessel, but not for another voyage. It focuses for a moment, before reaching into one of its sunflower heads with its hand. Golden ichor drips from where the arm disappears into the ever-starving void, catching fire when it hits the metal-and-flesh floor below. After a while, it produces from the depths of the abyss that is the star-swallower's stomach a single small flame. Flickering orange and yellow, crackling with hushed whisperings of truths better left unknown. The small scrap of the Frenzied Flame it absconded with before. Time to get to work.
An unearthly howl shatters the near-silence as red light fills the forest. Icicles fall and snow melts. "I KNOW WHERE YOU AAAAARE!!"
*Good morning, Baal! How art thou today?*
Adeline's panic only grows as she hears the howling and sees the oncoming red glow, but she does not flee. This is all too much for her. The nymph stays curled up where she is, her panic bringing forth tears that, were it not for the warmth radiating from the crimson aurora among the trees, would have likely frozen onto her face.
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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)
An unearthly howl shatters the near-silence as red light fills the forest. Icicles fall and snow melts. "I KNOW WHERE YOU AAAAARE!!"
*Good morning, Baal! How art thou today?*
Adeline's panic only grows as she hears the howling and sees the oncoming red glow, but she does not flee. This is all too much for her. The nymph stays curled up where she is, her panic bringing forth tears that, were it not for the warmth radiating from the crimson aurora among the trees, would have likely frozen onto her face.
*I'm doing good! Just got out of DnD with the strugel necromancer!*
Goto charges through the woods toward her, the light burning from their eyes. "GET UP!!"
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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.
An unearthly howl shatters the near-silence as red light fills the forest. Icicles fall and snow melts. "I KNOW WHERE YOU AAAAARE!!"
*Good morning, Baal! How art thou today?*
Adeline's panic only grows as she hears the howling and sees the oncoming red glow, but she does not flee. This is all too much for her. The nymph stays curled up where she is, her panic bringing forth tears that, were it not for the warmth radiating from the crimson aurora among the trees, would have likely frozen onto her face.
*I'm doing good! Just got out of DnD with the strugel necromancer!*
Goto charges through the woods toward her, the light burning from their eyes. "GET UP!!"
*That's wonderful! How did the session go?*
Adeline quickly gets up, trembling from a mixture of the cold and her own panicking. Goto sees a rather unnerving sight- a ghoul's carcass, partially wrapped in webbing, with a notable hole torn open in its emaciated ribcage. Adeline has tears streaming down her face and blood on her hands... and around her mouth. "G- Goto? What..." She can't finish her sentence through her crying.
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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)
*I'm doing good! Just got out of DnD with the strugel necromancer!*
Goto charges through the woods toward her, the light burning from their eyes. "GET UP!!"
*That's wonderful! How did the session go?*
Adeline quickly gets up, trembling from a mixture of the cold and her own panicking. Goto sees a rather unnerving sight- a ghoul's carcass, partially wrapped in webbing, with a notable hole torn open in its emaciated ribcage. Adeline has tears streaming down her face and blood on her hands... and around her mouth. "G- Goto? What..." She can't finish her sentence through her crying.
*It went pretty good. I nearly lost my strongest minion in a duel with a Death Knight. But that minion has regen, so it's all good.*
They stomp on the corpse, crushing its ribs. He leans close to her face, the light dimming until it becomes nearly bearable. "You are a beautiful creature, Adeline." They wipe a tear off her face with their thumb. "Chin up, darling. It gets better."
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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'm doing good! Just got out of DnD with the strugel necromancer!*
Goto charges through the woods toward her, the light burning from their eyes. "GET UP!!"
*That's wonderful! How did the session go?*
Adeline quickly gets up, trembling from a mixture of the cold and her own panicking. Goto sees a rather unnerving sight- a ghoul's carcass, partially wrapped in webbing, with a notable hole torn open in its emaciated ribcage. Adeline has tears streaming down her face and blood on her hands... and around her mouth. "G- Goto? What..." She can't finish her sentence through her crying.
*It went pretty good. I nearly lost my strongest minion in a duel with a Death Knight. But that minion has regen, so it's all good.*
They stomp on the corpse, crushing its ribs. He leans close to her face, the light dimming until it becomes nearly bearable. "You are a beautiful creature, Adeline." They wipe a tear off her face with their thumb. "Chin up, darling. It gets better."
*Sounds like it went great- Death Knights are quite the challenge! Glad you had a good time!*
The not-quite-fey(?) winces at the sound of Goto crushing the dead ghoul. She looks back up at him, catching herself staring at the light. "...It does?" She hoarsely starts between shaking breaths. "It... it made me do this... All I could do was watch... but the worst part?.. Some part of me liked it. It scares me... how... how could this possibly get better?"
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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)
*when it comes to in-depth stories and meaningful roleplay, Autumn Country has no contender in being the best thread. Adeline, Mother Moth, Ghoulianth, Julius, Goto, Felix, Augustus, and all the other characters here are simply the most interesting characters, and I love the plots that have been spun with them with a love as vast as the stars and sky itself.*
*also, Adeline just committed her first murder! Congrats*
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*when it comes to in-depth stories and meaningful roleplay, Autumn Country has no contender in being the best thread. Adeline, Mother Moth, Ghoulianth, Julius, Goto, Felix, Augustus, and all the other characters here are simply the most interesting characters, and I love the plots that have been spun with them with a love as vast as the stars and sky itself.*
*also, Adeline just committed her first murder! Congrats*
*The Autumn Country is one of the best threads here- I love how everyone's characters and their stories are so interwoven that it coalesces into one grand tapestry of a narrative. It's a colossal hot pot of masterful writing that has all its flavors mixing to produce something utterly sublime that complements every flavor within. I am truly honored to be a part of this thread alongside such talented and wonderful writers as all of you.*
*Also, hooray! The comfort character now has a taste for blood! (throws confetti)*
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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)
*It went pretty good. I nearly lost my strongest minion in a duel with a Death Knight. But that minion has regen, so it's all good.*
They stomp on the corpse, crushing its ribs. He leans close to her face, the light dimming until it becomes nearly bearable. "You are a beautiful creature, Adeline." They wipe a tear off her face with their thumb. "Chin up, darling. It gets better."
*Sounds like it went great- Death Knights are quite the challenge! Glad you had a good time!*
The not-quite-fey(?) winces at the sound of Goto crushing the dead ghoul. She looks back up at him, catching herself staring at the light. "...It does?" She hoarsely starts between shaking breaths. "It... it made me do this... All I could do was watch... but the worst part?.. Some part of me liked it. It scares me... how... how could this possibly get better?"
"It gets better... because you learn to understand rather than control." He steps back. "It hurts, yes? Makes you want to scream? You fight it. It is a tidal wave. You cannot stop or prevent it. But you can ride it."
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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.
*It went pretty good. I nearly lost my strongest minion in a duel with a Death Knight. But that minion has regen, so it's all good.*
They stomp on the corpse, crushing its ribs. He leans close to her face, the light dimming until it becomes nearly bearable. "You are a beautiful creature, Adeline." They wipe a tear off her face with their thumb. "Chin up, darling. It gets better."
*Sounds like it went great- Death Knights are quite the challenge! Glad you had a good time!*
The not-quite-fey(?) winces at the sound of Goto crushing the dead ghoul. She looks back up at him, catching herself staring at the light. "...It does?" She hoarsely starts between shaking breaths. "It... it made me do this... All I could do was watch... but the worst part?.. Some part of me liked it. It scares me... how... how could this possibly get better?"
"It gets better... because you learn to understand rather than control." He steps back. "It hurts, yes? Makes you want to scream? You fight it. It is a tidal wave. You cannot stop or prevent it. But you can ride it."
She is silent for a while, just looking down at the ground. At her hands. At the blood. "It's... agony. But it's... it's better than... I'm worried if I move with it, I... I... won't be... me anymore." She sits on the frostbitten earth, still shaking.
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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)
"It gets better... because you learn to understand rather than control." He steps back. "It hurts, yes? Makes you want to scream? You fight it. It is a tidal wave. You cannot stop or prevent it. But you can ride it."
She is silent for a while, just looking down at the ground. At her hands. At the blood. "It's... agony. But it's... it's better than... I'm worried if I move with it, I... I... won't be... me anymore." She sits on the frostbitten earth, still shaking.
"That's the hard part, isn't it? Balancing yourself and the invader... the curse..." They take another step back, holding out their arms.
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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.
"It gets better... because you learn to understand rather than control." He steps back. "It hurts, yes? Makes you want to scream? You fight it. It is a tidal wave. You cannot stop or prevent it. But you can ride it."
She is silent for a while, just looking down at the ground. At her hands. At the blood. "It's... agony. But it's... it's better than... I'm worried if I move with it, I... I... won't be... me anymore." She sits on the frostbitten earth, still shaking.
"That's the hard part, isn't it? Balancing yourself and the invader... the curse..." They take another step back, holding out their arms.
Adeline thinks for a while, wiping the tears from her eyes before they start to freeze, before she stands up, taking a single small step closer to Goto. "...Could you... help me keep that balance? You seem to know a lot more about curses and similar things than I do..."
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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)
"That's the hard part, isn't it? Balancing yourself and the invader... the curse..." They take another step back, holding out their arms.
Adeline thinks for a while, wiping the tears from her eyes before they start to freeze, before she stands up, taking a single small step closer to Goto. "...Could you... help me keep that balance? You seem to know a lot more about curses and similar things than I do..."
"Oh, of course... if you'll put in the work." They place and hand on her shoulder. "Lets go back to where it's warm, okay?"
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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.
"That's the hard part, isn't it? Balancing yourself and the invader... the curse..." They take another step back, holding out their arms.
Adeline thinks for a while, wiping the tears from her eyes before they start to freeze, before she stands up, taking a single small step closer to Goto. "...Could you... help me keep that balance? You seem to know a lot more about curses and similar things than I do..."
"Oh, of course... if you'll put in the work." They place and hand on her shoulder. "Lets go back to where it's warm, okay?"
"Okay... I will put the work in- promise." Adeline manages a small half-smile, walking back with Goto as she produces a cloth from her satchel's pocket and begins wiping the blood from her mouth.
Thousands of tons of steel and water in the form of a massive machine sprint across the Autumn Country on innumerable, spidery limbs. The Gut has returned, its spotlights a beacon for those in need of hospitality.
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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.
Thousands of tons of steel and water in the form of a massive machine sprint across the Autumn Country on innumerable, spidery limbs. The Gut has returned, its spotlights a beacon for those in need of hospitality.
*Goooood morning, friend! I know I've been focusing a lot on Adeline, so I'll leave the choice to you!*
Helianth sees the massive machination lumbering in the distance and recognizes it immediately. The god-eater approaches, leaving the ravenous bonebeasts at its ship to stand guard as it investigates.
Adeline catches herself watching the bright lights of the Gut for a rather long time, before she snaps out of her trance, setting aside what remains of the severed arm of the ghoul she killed yesterday. She wipes the blood from her mouth and hands, prepares some supplies, and curiously goes over to see what it is.
A second multi-legged mechanical structure can be seen crawling across the landscape somewhat nearby- the Mirth Manor. Eris watches the Gut from one of the manor's balconies, not sure what to do next.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
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*Goooooood afternoon, everyone!*
Around early morning, with the cold winter sun just starting to emerge over the horizon... Adeline is nowhere to be seen. There is a makeshift trail of broken twigs and bootprints in the frosted earth, starting at the Sanctuary and winding its way deeper into the surrounding woods. For those keen of hearing, they might be able to hear the faint sounds of panicked breaths and mutterings from amidst the web-choked trees.
The god-eater ghoul has returned to its star-faring vessel, but not for another voyage. It focuses for a moment, before reaching into one of its sunflower heads with its hand. Golden ichor drips from where the arm disappears into the ever-starving void, catching fire when it hits the metal-and-flesh floor below. After a while, it produces from the depths of the abyss that is the star-swallower's stomach a single small flame. Flickering orange and yellow, crackling with hushed whisperings of truths better left unknown. The small scrap of the Frenzied Flame it absconded with before. Time to get to work.
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)
An unearthly howl shatters the near-silence as red light fills the forest. Icicles fall and snow melts. "I KNOW WHERE YOU AAAAARE!!"
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, Baal! How art thou today?*
Adeline's panic only grows as she hears the howling and sees the oncoming red glow, but she does not flee. This is all too much for her. The nymph stays curled up where she is, her panic bringing forth tears that, were it not for the warmth radiating from the crimson aurora among the trees, would have likely frozen onto her face.
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'm doing good! Just got out of DnD with the strugel necromancer!*
Goto charges through the woods toward her, the light burning from their eyes. "GET UP!!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*That's wonderful! How did the session go?*
Adeline quickly gets up, trembling from a mixture of the cold and her own panicking. Goto sees a rather unnerving sight- a ghoul's carcass, partially wrapped in webbing, with a notable hole torn open in its emaciated ribcage. Adeline has tears streaming down her face and blood on her hands... and around her mouth. "G- Goto? What..." She can't finish her sentence through her crying.
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)
*Adeline takes after her mother.*
*i will not elaborate further*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*It went pretty good. I nearly lost my strongest minion in a duel with a Death Knight. But that minion has regen, so it's all good.*
They stomp on the corpse, crushing its ribs. He leans close to her face, the light dimming until it becomes nearly bearable. "You are a beautiful creature, Adeline." They wipe a tear off her face with their thumb. "Chin up, darling. It gets better."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Sounds like it went great- Death Knights are quite the challenge! Glad you had a good time!*
The not-quite-fey(?) winces at the sound of Goto crushing the dead ghoul. She looks back up at him, catching herself staring at the light. "...It does?" She hoarsely starts between shaking breaths. "It... it made me do this... All I could do was watch... but the worst part?.. Some part of me liked it. It scares me... how... how could this possibly get better?"
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)
*when it comes to in-depth stories and meaningful roleplay, Autumn Country has no contender in being the best thread. Adeline, Mother Moth, Ghoulianth, Julius, Goto, Felix, Augustus, and all the other characters here are simply the most interesting characters, and I love the plots that have been spun with them with a love as vast as the stars and sky itself.*
*also, Adeline just committed her first murder! Congrats*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*The Autumn Country is one of the best threads here- I love how everyone's characters and their stories are so interwoven that it coalesces into one grand tapestry of a narrative. It's a colossal hot pot of masterful writing that has all its flavors mixing to produce something utterly sublime that complements every flavor within. I am truly honored to be a part of this thread alongside such talented and wonderful writers as all of you.*
*Also, hooray! The comfort character now has a taste for blood! (throws confetti)*
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 gets better... because you learn to understand rather than control." He steps back. "It hurts, yes? Makes you want to scream? You fight it. It is a tidal wave. You cannot stop or prevent it. But you can ride it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I need to bring back Barbeau*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She is silent for a while, just looking down at the ground. At her hands. At the blood. "It's... agony. But it's... it's better than... I'm worried if I move with it, I... I... won't be... me anymore." She sits on the frostbitten earth, still shaking.
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 the hard part, isn't it? Balancing yourself and the invader... the curse..." They take another step back, holding out their arms.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Yeah, Barbeau's a really fun character. I wonder how he'd react to everything happening in the Autumn Country right now...*
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)
Adeline thinks for a while, wiping the tears from her eyes before they start to freeze, before she stands up, taking a single small step closer to Goto. "...Could you... help me keep that balance? You seem to know a lot more about curses and similar things than I do..."
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, of course... if you'll put in the work." They place and hand on her shoulder. "Lets go back to where it's warm, okay?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Okay... I will put the work in- promise." Adeline manages a small half-smile, walking back with Goto as she produces a cloth from her satchel's pocket and begins wiping the blood from her mouth.
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)
Thousands of tons of steel and water in the form of a massive machine sprint across the Autumn Country on innumerable, spidery limbs. The Gut has returned, its spotlights a beacon for those in need of hospitality.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Goooood morning, friend! I know I've been focusing a lot on Adeline, so I'll leave the choice to you!*
Helianth sees the massive machination lumbering in the distance and recognizes it immediately. The god-eater approaches, leaving the ravenous bonebeasts at its ship to stand guard as it investigates.
Adeline catches herself watching the bright lights of the Gut for a rather long time, before she snaps out of her trance, setting aside what remains of the severed arm of the ghoul she killed yesterday. She wipes the blood from her mouth and hands, prepares some supplies, and curiously goes over to see what it is.
A second multi-legged mechanical structure can be seen crawling across the landscape somewhat nearby- the Mirth Manor. Eris watches the Gut from one of the manor's balconies, not sure what to do next.
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)