It takes a second to look up at the massive wall of graves, crawling with the undead, before following the speckled ghoul upwards towards the queen. It doesn't even bother with the tombstones, rooting into the dark soil directly and scaling the wall that way.
As you clamber up the cemetery wall, your roots unearth the ghastly remains of shattered skeletons with gnaw marks on their bones. It's a long way up, but the two of you travel swiftly. You notice a large number of other ghouls begin to follow after you until there is an entire horde of the creatures on your tail.
Then you crest the wall, emerging onto desert field of black dust. More cracked tombstones lay scattered about and up here a few trees stand like dead alien horror reaching to the stars with their leafless branches. Grey stone structures, so dilapidated that you can't even tell what sort of buildings they once were, lay about like strewn corpses. And approaching through a ruined archway is someone who must only be the Queen of the Ghouls.
You know she must be the Queen for there is nothing ghoulish about her. She is a short woman with pale skin and grey hair. It is hard to determine her age for her eyes hold many years but there is not a single wrinkle on her face. An iron crown with an ancient design rests on her brow and she is dressed in tattered rags that must have once been a fine, scarlet gown.
"A visitor? It has been so long since you've brought anyone living to Ghulheim. Please, introduce yourself flowered one."
The crooked flower bows deeply before the Queen of the undead, dimming its ever-crackling star-fueled flames as to not accidentally burn any of the ghouls around it. "I am honored to make your acquaintance, your majesty. I am Helianth, Eater of Gods. I come here to offer a proposition I believe will greatly benefit us all."
"I am Amina, Mother of the Ghouls." Her eyes narrow, "A dealmaker, eh? Are you some contract binding devil here to enslave my ghouls?"
The crooked flower bows deeply before the Queen of the undead, dimming its ever-crackling star-fueled flames as to not accidentally burn any of the ghouls around it. "I am honored to make your acquaintance, your majesty. I am Helianth, Eater of Gods. I come here to offer a proposition I believe will greatly benefit us all."
"I am Amina, Mother of the Ghouls." Her eyes narrow, "A dealmaker, eh? Are you some contract binding devil here to enslave my ghouls?"
"I am nothing of the sort- I only ask for your temporary assistance with weakening the Autumn King. I know of a way to loosen his grip on the realm and allow us a better chance of crushing the Autumn Court once and for all. I have no desire for control over your domain- even if that were the case, I'd do a far worse job than you." It responds, hoping to dispel any suspicion about its offer.
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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 crooked flower bows deeply before the Queen of the undead, dimming its ever-crackling star-fueled flames as to not accidentally burn any of the ghouls around it. "I am honored to make your acquaintance, your majesty. I am Helianth, Eater of Gods. I come here to offer a proposition I believe will greatly benefit us all."
"I am Amina, Mother of the Ghouls." Her eyes narrow, "A dealmaker, eh? Are you some contract binding devil here to enslave my ghouls?"
"I am nothing of the sort- I only ask for your temporary assistance with weakening the Autumn King. I know of a way to loosen his grip on the realm and allow us a better chance of crushing the Autumn Court once and for all. I have no desire for control over your domain- even if that were the case, I'd do a far worse job than you." It responds, hoping to dispel any suspicion about its offer.
"Crush the Autumn Court? You certainly aim high." The surrounding ghouls burst out in a susurration of shocked hisses, gasps, chattering, and belches. "What plan do you have to accomplish such a feat? And why do you need us?"
The crooked flower bows deeply before the Queen of the undead, dimming its ever-crackling star-fueled flames as to not accidentally burn any of the ghouls around it. "I am honored to make your acquaintance, your majesty. I am Helianth, Eater of Gods. I come here to offer a proposition I believe will greatly benefit us all."
"I am Amina, Mother of the Ghouls." Her eyes narrow, "A dealmaker, eh? Are you some contract binding devil here to enslave my ghouls?"
"I am nothing of the sort- I only ask for your temporary assistance with weakening the Autumn King. I know of a way to loosen his grip on the realm and allow us a better chance of crushing the Autumn Court once and for all. I have no desire for control over your domain- even if that were the case, I'd do a far worse job than you." It responds, hoping to dispel any suspicion about its offer.
"Crush the Autumn Court? You certainly aim high." The surrounding ghouls burst out in a susurration of shocked hisses, gasps, chattering, and belches. "What plan do you have to accomplish such a feat? And why do you need us?"
"in two days' time, the hunt for the Barley King will begin anew, and the capture and slaughter of their idol each hunt is essential to the eternal nature of the autumn here- and therefore, the power the Autumn King has over this land. However, if the Barley King lives, the seasons will shift once more. Winter will come. It will bring much death and famine in the Autumn Country, which means a drastically increased supply of blood and corpses- more than all of you could eat." It explains, its voice loud enough to reach the entire crowd of ghouls and be clearly heard. "I would attempt to keep the Barley King alive myself, but with how widespread their cult is, they would surely find it before I could, and I could never find a place they wouldn't reach eventually. That is where I require your assistance. If we can work together to find the Barley King, and bring them back to Ghulheim alive, autumn will pass. The ghoul gates make it nigh impossible for anyone without explicit permission to enter this realm- they would never find it before winter arrives."
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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)
*only the first part, unfortunately, still working on it, trying to multitask.*
*I won't distract you then. You'll do great!*
*I can still talk, I’m making progress. Hoping to get it all done tonight, I’m about a third memorized. It’s just a bit hard cause I’ve been memorizing a whole lot of other stuff in preparation for auditioning for a musical theater thing at my school, including an entirely different monologue and a song.*
The crooked flower bows deeply before the Queen of the undead, dimming its ever-crackling star-fueled flames as to not accidentally burn any of the ghouls around it. "I am honored to make your acquaintance, your majesty. I am Helianth, Eater of Gods. I come here to offer a proposition I believe will greatly benefit us all."
"I am Amina, Mother of the Ghouls." Her eyes narrow, "A dealmaker, eh? Are you some contract binding devil here to enslave my ghouls?"
"I am nothing of the sort- I only ask for your temporary assistance with weakening the Autumn King. I know of a way to loosen his grip on the realm and allow us a better chance of crushing the Autumn Court once and for all. I have no desire for control over your domain- even if that were the case, I'd do a far worse job than you." It responds, hoping to dispel any suspicion about its offer.
"Crush the Autumn Court? You certainly aim high." The surrounding ghouls burst out in a susurration of shocked hisses, gasps, chattering, and belches. "What plan do you have to accomplish such a feat? And why do you need us?"
"in two days' time, the hunt for the Barley King will begin anew, and the capture and slaughter of their idol each hunt is essential to the eternal nature of the autumn here- and therefore, the power the Autumn King has over this land. However, if the Barley King lives, the seasons will shift once more. Winter will come. It will bring much death and famine in the Autumn Country, which means a drastically increased supply of blood and corpses- more than all of you could eat." It explains, its voice loud enough to reach the entire crowd of ghouls and be clearly heard. "I would attempt to keep the Barley King alive myself, but with how widespread their cult is, they would surely find it before I could, and I could never find a place they wouldn't reach eventually. That is where I require your assistance. If we can work together to find the Barley King, and bring them back to Ghulheim alive, autumn will pass. The ghoul gates make it nigh impossible for anyone without explicit permission to enter this realm- they would never find it before winter arrives."
The ghouls erupt in a cacophonous roar of pleasure and blasphemous desire. Amina allows them to carry on for a minute, all the while watching you and considering your proposition. "The sacrifice of the Barley King is but one of the King's weaknesses. Granted, it will cause severe harm but that alone will not cause him to fall. What do you plan on doing next after striking such a blow? He will surely strike back."
*only the first part, unfortunately, still working on it, trying to multitask.*
*I won't distract you then. You'll do great!*
*I can still talk, I’m making progress. Hoping to get it all done tonight, I’m about a third memorized. It’s just a bit hard cause I’ve been memorizing a whole lot of other stuff in preparation for auditioning for a musical theater thing at my school, including an entirely different monologue and a song.*
*how are you?*
*Dang that's a lot. Sounds like a lot of fun though. I really enjoyed theater when I was in it.*
*I'm doing pretty good. Currently working on a few poems for a poetry contest in my area. The theme is "the community I'd like to see," but I also get to submit two other poems with different topics.*
*only the first part, unfortunately, still working on it, trying to multitask.*
*I won't distract you then. You'll do great!*
*I can still talk, I’m making progress. Hoping to get it all done tonight, I’m about a third memorized. It’s just a bit hard cause I’ve been memorizing a whole lot of other stuff in preparation for auditioning for a musical theater thing at my school, including an entirely different monologue and a song.*
*how are you?*
*Dang that's a lot. Sounds like a lot of fun though. I really enjoyed theater when I was in it.*
*I'm doing pretty good. Currently working on a few poems for a poetry contest in my area. The theme is "the community I'd like to see," but I also get to submit two other poems with different topics.*
*oh, fun! What are your other two poems going to be about?*
"I am nothing of the sort- I only ask for your temporary assistance with weakening the Autumn King. I know of a way to loosen his grip on the realm and allow us a better chance of crushing the Autumn Court once and for all. I have no desire for control over your domain- even if that were the case, I'd do a far worse job than you." It responds, hoping to dispel any suspicion about its offer.
"Crush the Autumn Court? You certainly aim high." The surrounding ghouls burst out in a susurration of shocked hisses, gasps, chattering, and belches. "What plan do you have to accomplish such a feat? And why do you need us?"
"in two days' time, the hunt for the Barley King will begin anew, and the capture and slaughter of their idol each hunt is essential to the eternal nature of the autumn here- and therefore, the power the Autumn King has over this land. However, if the Barley King lives, the seasons will shift once more. Winter will come. It will bring much death and famine in the Autumn Country, which means a drastically increased supply of blood and corpses- more than all of you could eat." It explains, its voice loud enough to reach the entire crowd of ghouls and be clearly heard. "I would attempt to keep the Barley King alive myself, but with how widespread their cult is, they would surely find it before I could, and I could never find a place they wouldn't reach eventually. That is where I require your assistance. If we can work together to find the Barley King, and bring them back to Ghulheim alive, autumn will pass. The ghoul gates make it nigh impossible for anyone without explicit permission to enter this realm- they would never find it before winter arrives."
The ghouls erupt in a cacophonous roar of pleasure and blasphemous desire. Amina allows them to carry on for a minute, all the while watching you and considering your proposition. "The sacrifice of the Barley King is but one of the King's weaknesses. Granted, it will cause severe harm but that alone will not cause him to fall. What do you plan on doing next after striking such a blow? He will surely strike back."
"My plan for after is to find the Flame of Fawkes, and gather as many allies as possible before, once we have broken as many of the King's supports as we can, we storm the Keep of Painted Leaves and kill him. I've heard whispers that the Inquisitor of the Dead has their doubts regarding his authority, and once winter arrives and people grow cold and bitter and hungry, there will be some who grow to resent the King for letting such a thing happen." It answers- it seems fully confident in this plan. "That is, unless there are other weaknesses I'm not aware of that you are."
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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)
*only the first part, unfortunately, still working on it, trying to multitask.*
*I won't distract you then. You'll do great!*
*I can still talk, I’m making progress. Hoping to get it all done tonight, I’m about a third memorized. It’s just a bit hard cause I’ve been memorizing a whole lot of other stuff in preparation for auditioning for a musical theater thing at my school, including an entirely different monologue and a song.*
*how are you?*
*Dang that's a lot. Sounds like a lot of fun though. I really enjoyed theater when I was in it.*
*I'm doing pretty good. Currently working on a few poems for a poetry contest in my area. The theme is "the community I'd like to see," but I also get to submit two other poems with different topics.*
*oh, fun! What are your other two poems going to be about?*
*I have a few options but I'll probably do one about someone who doesn't exist getting a doctor's prescription for Life. It takes the form of an advertisement, questionnaire, and doctor's visit. The other one isn' written yet and it is incredibly regionally specific because you get extra points if it is specific to the city I live near but its about a famous landmark having a conversation with the sun and maybe another star.*
"I am nothing of the sort- I only ask for your temporary assistance with weakening the Autumn King. I know of a way to loosen his grip on the realm and allow us a better chance of crushing the Autumn Court once and for all. I have no desire for control over your domain- even if that were the case, I'd do a far worse job than you." It responds, hoping to dispel any suspicion about its offer.
"Crush the Autumn Court? You certainly aim high." The surrounding ghouls burst out in a susurration of shocked hisses, gasps, chattering, and belches. "What plan do you have to accomplish such a feat? And why do you need us?"
"in two days' time, the hunt for the Barley King will begin anew, and the capture and slaughter of their idol each hunt is essential to the eternal nature of the autumn here- and therefore, the power the Autumn King has over this land. However, if the Barley King lives, the seasons will shift once more. Winter will come. It will bring much death and famine in the Autumn Country, which means a drastically increased supply of blood and corpses- more than all of you could eat." It explains, its voice loud enough to reach the entire crowd of ghouls and be clearly heard. "I would attempt to keep the Barley King alive myself, but with how widespread their cult is, they would surely find it before I could, and I could never find a place they wouldn't reach eventually. That is where I require your assistance. If we can work together to find the Barley King, and bring them back to Ghulheim alive, autumn will pass. The ghoul gates make it nigh impossible for anyone without explicit permission to enter this realm- they would never find it before winter arrives."
The ghouls erupt in a cacophonous roar of pleasure and blasphemous desire. Amina allows them to carry on for a minute, all the while watching you and considering your proposition. "The sacrifice of the Barley King is but one of the King's weaknesses. Granted, it will cause severe harm but that alone will not cause him to fall. What do you plan on doing next after striking such a blow? He will surely strike back."
"My plan for after is to find the Flame of Fawkes, and gather as many allies as possible before, once we have broken as many of the King's supports as we can, we storm the Keep of Painted Leaves and kill him. I've heard whispers that the Inquisitor of the Dead has their doubts regarding his authority, and once winter arrives and people grow cold and bitter and hungry, there will be some who grow to resent the King for letting such a thing happen." It answers- it seems fully confident in this plan. "That is, unless there are other weaknesses I'm not aware of that you are."
"The Flame of Fawkes is a valuable asset for any rebellion, for it is rebellion ignited. The King keeps it locked away at all times save the fifth of November. The Inquisitor is a cruel taskmaster and my ghouls will not work with him. He has tortured and imprisoned many of my children and is not to be trusted." She pauses to consider the things you've said, "The King's power is greatest when he is in the Autumn Country, and it's even greater when he is in the Keep. To storm the Keep would be to strike him where he is the strongest and has the most allies. The Librarian, for example, would never leave his Library and he is rather loyal to Augustus. That would be the bent of Fawkes's Flame though. Your plan is a wild one and a terrible task, but... somehow I feel as though you are capable of accomplishing it."
"in two days' time, the hunt for the Barley King will begin anew, and the capture and slaughter of their idol each hunt is essential to the eternal nature of the autumn here- and therefore, the power the Autumn King has over this land. However, if the Barley King lives, the seasons will shift once more. Winter will come. It will bring much death and famine in the Autumn Country, which means a drastically increased supply of blood and corpses- more than all of you could eat." It explains, its voice loud enough to reach the entire crowd of ghouls and be clearly heard. "I would attempt to keep the Barley King alive myself, but with how widespread their cult is, they would surely find it before I could, and I could never find a place they wouldn't reach eventually. That is where I require your assistance. If we can work together to find the Barley King, and bring them back to Ghulheim alive, autumn will pass. The ghoul gates make it nigh impossible for anyone without explicit permission to enter this realm- they would never find it before winter arrives."
The ghouls erupt in a cacophonous roar of pleasure and blasphemous desire. Amina allows them to carry on for a minute, all the while watching you and considering your proposition. "The sacrifice of the Barley King is but one of the King's weaknesses. Granted, it will cause severe harm but that alone will not cause him to fall. What do you plan on doing next after striking such a blow? He will surely strike back."
"My plan for after is to find the Flame of Fawkes, and gather as many allies as possible before, once we have broken as many of the King's supports as we can, we storm the Keep of Painted Leaves and kill him. I've heard whispers that the Inquisitor of the Dead has their doubts regarding his authority, and once winter arrives and people grow cold and bitter and hungry, there will be some who grow to resent the King for letting such a thing happen." It answers- it seems fully confident in this plan. "That is, unless there are other weaknesses I'm not aware of that you are."
"The Flame of Fawkes is a valuable asset for any rebellion, for it is rebellion ignited. The King keeps it locked away at all times save the fifth of November. The Inquisitor is a cruel taskmaster and my ghouls will not work with him. He has tortured and imprisoned many of my children and is not to be trusted." She pauses to consider the things you've said, "The King's power is greatest when he is in the Autumn Country, and it's even greater when he is in the Keep. To storm the Keep would be to strike him where he is the strongest and has the most allies. The Librarian, for example, would never leave his Library and he is rather loyal to Augustus. That would be the bent of Fawkes's Flame though. Your plan is a wild one and a terrible task, but... somehow I feel as though you are capable of accomplishing it."
"I don't believe there would be much success if I were to attempt this alone, as previously stated, but I am certain we can accomplish it. Break the pillars to bring down the foundation of the Autumn Court's rule." It responds, sounding determined, stating this as though it were an irrefutable fact. "The later stages of the plan can be tweaked slightly- those are a decent ways away at the moment. If he is strongest in his Keep, then we shall need to lure him out of it. I do know he has a son- maybe a hostage will be enough to get his attention. As for the Inquisitor, we needn't make him our ally. Once the time arises, I shall attempt to convince him into inaction- though if that fails, we can kill him as well."
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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 glad you like it! I'm having fun playing Helianth as an overt villain like when I first made them- it's absolutely the type to really plan things out in advance. I'm wondering if I can somehow incorporate a Xanatos Gambit into its scheme as well...*
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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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"I am Amina, Mother of the Ghouls." Her eyes narrow, "A dealmaker, eh? Are you some contract binding devil here to enslave my ghouls?"
"I am nothing of the sort- I only ask for your temporary assistance with weakening the Autumn King. I know of a way to loosen his grip on the realm and allow us a better chance of crushing the Autumn Court once and for all. I have no desire for control over your domain- even if that were the case, I'd do a far worse job than you." It responds, hoping to dispel any suspicion about its offer.
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)
"Crush the Autumn Court? You certainly aim high." The surrounding ghouls burst out in a susurration of shocked hisses, gasps, chattering, and belches. "What plan do you have to accomplish such a feat? And why do you need us?"
*hello, my darlings!*
*Howdy! Did you get that monologue memorized?*
*only the first part, unfortunately, still working on it, trying to multitask.*
"in two days' time, the hunt for the Barley King will begin anew, and the capture and slaughter of their idol each hunt is essential to the eternal nature of the autumn here- and therefore, the power the Autumn King has over this land. However, if the Barley King lives, the seasons will shift once more. Winter will come. It will bring much death and famine in the Autumn Country, which means a drastically increased supply of blood and corpses- more than all of you could eat." It explains, its voice loud enough to reach the entire crowd of ghouls and be clearly heard. "I would attempt to keep the Barley King alive myself, but with how widespread their cult is, they would surely find it before I could, and I could never find a place they wouldn't reach eventually. That is where I require your assistance. If we can work together to find the Barley King, and bring them back to Ghulheim alive, autumn will pass. The ghoul gates make it nigh impossible for anyone without explicit permission to enter this realm- they would never find it before winter arrives."
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 won't distract you then. You'll do great!*
*I can still talk, I’m making progress. Hoping to get it all done tonight, I’m about a third memorized. It’s just a bit hard cause I’ve been memorizing a whole lot of other stuff in preparation for auditioning for a musical theater thing at my school, including an entirely different monologue and a song.*
*how are you?*
*I will introduce
YujiSprodrick Meiso the Deliciousness Paladin tomorrow, as I am out of time for today. Love you all, flavor punks!*Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The ghouls erupt in a cacophonous roar of pleasure and blasphemous desire. Amina allows them to carry on for a minute, all the while watching you and considering your proposition. "The sacrifice of the Barley King is but one of the King's weaknesses. Granted, it will cause severe harm but that alone will not cause him to fall. What do you plan on doing next after striking such a blow? He will surely strike back."
*Dang that's a lot. Sounds like a lot of fun though. I really enjoyed theater when I was in it.*
*I'm doing pretty good. Currently working on a few poems for a poetry contest in my area. The theme is "the community I'd like to see," but I also get to submit two other poems with different topics.*
*I look forward to seeing him.*
*oh, fun! What are your other two poems going to be about?*
"My plan for after is to find the Flame of Fawkes, and gather as many allies as possible before, once we have broken as many of the King's supports as we can, we storm the Keep of Painted Leaves and kill him. I've heard whispers that the Inquisitor of the Dead has their doubts regarding his authority, and once winter arrives and people grow cold and bitter and hungry, there will be some who grow to resent the King for letting such a thing happen." It answers- it seems fully confident in this plan. "That is, unless there are other weaknesses I'm not aware of that you are."
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 have a few options but I'll probably do one about someone who doesn't exist getting a doctor's prescription for Life. It takes the form of an advertisement, questionnaire, and doctor's visit. The other one isn' written yet and it is incredibly regionally specific because you get extra points if it is specific to the city I live near but its about a famous landmark having a conversation with the sun and maybe another star.*
"The Flame of Fawkes is a valuable asset for any rebellion, for it is rebellion ignited. The King keeps it locked away at all times save the fifth of November. The Inquisitor is a cruel taskmaster and my ghouls will not work with him. He has tortured and imprisoned many of my children and is not to be trusted." She pauses to consider the things you've said, "The King's power is greatest when he is in the Autumn Country, and it's even greater when he is in the Keep. To storm the Keep would be to strike him where he is the strongest and has the most allies. The Librarian, for example, would never leave his Library and he is rather loyal to Augustus. That would be the bent of Fawkes's Flame though. Your plan is a wild one and a terrible task, but... somehow I feel as though you are capable of accomplishing it."
"I don't believe there would be much success if I were to attempt this alone, as previously stated, but I am certain we can accomplish it. Break the pillars to bring down the foundation of the Autumn Court's rule." It responds, sounding determined, stating this as though it were an irrefutable fact. "The later stages of the plan can be tweaked slightly- those are a decent ways away at the moment. If he is strongest in his Keep, then we shall need to lure him out of it. I do know he has a son- maybe a hostage will be enough to get his attention. As for the Inquisitor, we needn't make him our ally. Once the time arises, I shall attempt to convince him into inaction- though if that fails, we can kill him as well."
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)
*Helianth’s plan is so dastardly, I love it*
*I'm glad you like it! I'm having fun playing Helianth as an overt villain like when I first made them- it's absolutely the type to really plan things out in advance. I'm wondering if I can somehow incorporate a Xanatos Gambit into its scheme as well...*
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)