*I don't think they would know each other by name or sight, but they get a sort of vibe from each other.*
"The... corruption of this place... it's like home. I needed to make sure that it wasn't... because that would... but it seems fine." Helianth notices that this False Hunter isn't armed.
"I got that feeling as well. It's... it's almost too familiar. Though, I can't say that I was lucky enough to have it not be... related." The False Hunter can probably notice that Helianth is armed- well, technically. It still has the grim cleaver from way back when coiled in its stem.
"I know the feeling. I am drawn to curses. Cursed places, cursed creatures, cursed objects. I can't get enough of them. Standard nature cannot stand my presence. Supernature is the only place I feel comfortable anymore, but it brings its own problems. And when I solve the problems, I have to move on, since the curse will no longer accommodate me."
"It would appear we share a similar plight, then. I am forever drawn to the light by a deep sense of hunger, given to me by one who lurks in the dark between the stars. In fact, that is the reason I came to this place- that I am rebuilding this vessel to carry me and my friend on our way to consume the light of the Sun. Once I am done, I imagine I will move on from here as well- there will be nothing left worth my while."
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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 know the feeling. I am drawn to curses. Cursed places, cursed creatures, cursed objects. I can't get enough of them. Standard nature cannot stand my presence. Supernature is the only place I feel comfortable anymore, but it brings its own problems. And when I solve the problems, I have to move on, since the curse will no longer accommodate me."
"It would appear we share a similar plight, then. I am forever drawn to the light by a deep sense of hunger, given to me by one who lurks in the dark between the stars. In fact, that is the reason I came to this place- that I am rebuilding this vessel to carry me and my friend on our way to consume the light of the Sun. Once I am done, I imagine I will move on from here as well- there will be nothing left worth my while."
"Ah. Perhaps that's why I was drawn here. You are cursed beyond measure. May I... taste your curse? It won't hurt. I just want to know how it feels." It makes no moves, and in fact withdraws a bit, as if expecting to be struck for its insolence.
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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 know the feeling. I am drawn to curses. Cursed places, cursed creatures, cursed objects. I can't get enough of them. Standard nature cannot stand my presence. Supernature is the only place I feel comfortable anymore, but it brings its own problems. And when I solve the problems, I have to move on, since the curse will no longer accommodate me."
"It would appear we share a similar plight, then. I am forever drawn to the light by a deep sense of hunger, given to me by one who lurks in the dark between the stars. In fact, that is the reason I came to this place- that I am rebuilding this vessel to carry me and my friend on our way to consume the light of the Sun. Once I am done, I imagine I will move on from here as well- there will be nothing left worth my while."
"Ah. Perhaps that's why I was drawn here. You are cursed beyond measure. May I... taste your curse? It won't hurt. I just want to know how it feels." It makes no moves, and in fact withdraws a bit, as if expecting to be struck for its insolence.
"I don't see any harm in it. Though, only a taste- I don't know if it can spread in such a manner."
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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)
"Ah. Perhaps that's why I was drawn here. You are cursed beyond measure. May I... taste your curse? It won't hurt. I just want to know how it feels." It makes no moves, and in fact withdraws a bit, as if expecting to be struck for its insolence.
"I don't see any harm in it. Though, only a taste- I don't know if it can spread in such a manner."
It reaches out and places a strong hand on Helianth's root. For a second, Helianth doesn't feel hungry, but the hand is quickly withdrawn and the feeling returns. "Oh my... how terrible. Quite a mouthful. It's like you're overflowing with it. You are truly an impressive being. What is your name?" It seems calmer now, but only slightly.
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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.
"Ah. Perhaps that's why I was drawn here. You are cursed beyond measure. May I... taste your curse? It won't hurt. I just want to know how it feels." It makes no moves, and in fact withdraws a bit, as if expecting to be struck for its insolence.
"I don't see any harm in it. Though, only a taste- I don't know if it can spread in such a manner."
It reaches out and places a strong hand on Helianth's root. For a second, Helianth doesn't feel hungry, but the hand is quickly withdrawn and the feeling returns. "Oh my... how terrible. Quite a mouthful. It's like you're overflowing with it. You are truly an impressive being. What is your name?" It seems calmer now, but only slightly.
In that brief second, it seems more confused than anything- That hunger being taken away feels more unnatural to it than the curse itself. "I am Helianth. You're quite impressive yourself- being able to glimpse into my true nature so effortlessly. What is yours?"
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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 reaches out and places a strong hand on Helianth's root. For a second, Helianth doesn't feel hungry, but the hand is quickly withdrawn and the feeling returns. "Oh my... how terrible. Quite a mouthful. It's like you're overflowing with it. You are truly an impressive being. What is your name?" It seems calmer now, but only slightly.
In that brief second, it seems more confused than anything- That hunger being taken away feels more unnatural to it than the curse itself. "I am Helianth. You're quite impressive yourself- being able to glimpse into my true nature so effortlessly. What is yours?"
"I am Wormstooth, the False Hunter. Most just call me False. I was born from a great fungus from the Vital Nightmare, and I was made in the image a heroic Hunter. He wanted to live forever and save people, but the Copy Spore couldn't remake the human spirit. I was a failure, as I was born with fear. My adaptability stemmed from it, but fear was considered a flaw regardless. I was marked for death. They track me everywhere. I am drawn to supernatural energy, and the Curses have more of it than almost anything."
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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 reaches out and places a strong hand on Helianth's root. For a second, Helianth doesn't feel hungry, but the hand is quickly withdrawn and the feeling returns. "Oh my... how terrible. Quite a mouthful. It's like you're overflowing with it. You are truly an impressive being. What is your name?" It seems calmer now, but only slightly.
In that brief second, it seems more confused than anything- That hunger being taken away feels more unnatural to it than the curse itself. "I am Helianth. You're quite impressive yourself- being able to glimpse into my true nature so effortlessly. What is yours?"
"I am Wormstooth, the False Hunter. Most just call me False. I was born from a great fungus from the Vital Nightmare, and I was made in the image a heroic Hunter. He wanted to live forever and save people, but the Copy Spore couldn't remake the human spirit. I was a failure, as I was born with fear. My adaptability stemmed from it, but fear was considered a flaw regardless. I was marked for death. They track me everywhere. I am drawn to supernatural energy, and the Curses have more of it than almost anything."
"Well met, False." A few of its flower heads turn to face the Spelljammer. "Say, would you like to stay here for a while? The ship, though its surroundings are corrupted, is mostly safe. If there are others hunting you down, then perhaps we can assist in driving them back."
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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 am Wormstooth, the False Hunter. Most just call me False. I was born from a great fungus from the Vital Nightmare, and I was made in the image a heroic Hunter. He wanted to live forever and save people, but the Copy Spore couldn't remake the human spirit. I was a failure, as I was born with fear. My adaptability stemmed from it, but fear was considered a flaw regardless. I was marked for death. They track me everywhere. I am drawn to supernatural energy, and the Curses have more of it than almost anything."
"Well met, False." A few of its flower heads turn to face the Spelljammer. "Say, would you like to stay here for a while? The ship, though its surroundings are corrupted, is mostly safe. If there are others hunting you down, then perhaps we can assist in driving them back."
"Thank you. They typically come in groups of three to five. They look like me, but... better. Like people. Very beautiful, and filled with utmost conviction."
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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 am Wormstooth, the False Hunter. Most just call me False. I was born from a great fungus from the Vital Nightmare, and I was made in the image a heroic Hunter. He wanted to live forever and save people, but the Copy Spore couldn't remake the human spirit. I was a failure, as I was born with fear. My adaptability stemmed from it, but fear was considered a flaw regardless. I was marked for death. They track me everywhere. I am drawn to supernatural energy, and the Curses have more of it than almost anything."
"Well met, False." A few of its flower heads turn to face the Spelljammer. "Say, would you like to stay here for a while? The ship, though its surroundings are corrupted, is mostly safe. If there are others hunting you down, then perhaps we can assist in driving them back."
"Thank you. They typically come in groups of three to five. They look like me, but... better. Like people. Very beautiful, and filled with utmost conviction."
"Understood- I'll make sure to keep them far from here." They look over to the ship, and then back at False. "Shall I give you a tour?"
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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)
"Thank you. They typically come in groups of three to five. They look like me, but... better. Like people. Very beautiful, and filled with utmost conviction."
"Understood- I'll make sure to keep them far from here." They look over to the ship, and then back at False. "Shall I give you a tour?"
"That would be very nice." He removes his hat to the sounds of shredding mycelial flesh.
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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.
"Thank you. They typically come in groups of three to five. They look like me, but... better. Like people. Very beautiful, and filled with utmost conviction."
"Understood- I'll make sure to keep them far from here." They look over to the ship, and then back at False. "Shall I give you a tour?"
"That would be very nice." He removes his hat to the sounds of shredding mycelial flesh.
*Hello! How was your game?*
It starts crawling over to the Spelljammer, checking behind itself with one of its heads every so often to make sure False is still following.
"By the way, have you met my friend Felix? I have a feeling you two would get along nicely."
Felicity seems a bit taller and a bit more put together than last time. She's tied her hair back with a faded ribbon and now wears a thick pair of gloves, along with a sewing kit tucked into her belt. After all, The Grim has charged her with taking care of the graveyard's souls and the wandering dead while he's away.
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"That would be very nice." He removes his hat to the sounds of shredding mycelial flesh.
*Hello! How was your game?*
It starts crawling over to the Spelljammer, checking behind itself with one of its heads every so often to make sure False is still following.
"By the way, have you met my friend Felix? I have a feeling you two would get along nicely."
*Very well. Felix got to finish off a boss with a pair of blessed forks!*
"No, I don't believe so. Is he the short, fuzzy thing? He's not like us, which is strange given his diet. His body purifies the energy of anything he consumes. His soul is truly pure in its conviction, and he can spread its divinity to others. Brilliant, clearly, but more dangerous than any monster I've met before. So, what makes you think we'd get along?"
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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 would be very nice." He removes his hat to the sounds of shredding mycelial flesh.
*Hello! How was your game?*
It starts crawling over to the Spelljammer, checking behind itself with one of its heads every so often to make sure False is still following.
"By the way, have you met my friend Felix? I have a feeling you two would get along nicely."
*Very well. Felix got to finish off a boss with a pair of blessed forks!*
"No, I don't believe so. Is he the short, fuzzy thing? He's not like us, which is strange given his diet. His body purifies the energy of anything he consumes. His soul is truly pure in its conviction, and he can spread its divinity to others. Brilliant, clearly, but more dangerous than any monster I've met before. So, what makes you think we'd get along?"
*Awesome!*
"Yes, that'd be him. You seem to have a desire for knowledge- at least, from the brief discussion we've had- similar to him. I think the two of you could learn many things from each other."
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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)
*Very well. Felix got to finish off a boss with a pair of blessed forks!*
"No, I don't believe so. Is he the short, fuzzy thing? He's not like us, which is strange given his diet. His body purifies the energy of anything he consumes. His soul is truly pure in its conviction, and he can spread its divinity to others. Brilliant, clearly, but more dangerous than any monster I've met before. So, what makes you think we'd get along?"
*Awesome!*
"Yes, that'd be him. You seem to have a desire for knowledge- at least, from the brief discussion we've had- similar to him. I think the two of you could learn many things from each other."
"Quite interesting. I'll try and talk to him. From what I've seen, he's quite inquisitive."
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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.
*Very well. Felix got to finish off a boss with a pair of blessed forks!*
"No, I don't believe so. Is he the short, fuzzy thing? He's not like us, which is strange given his diet. His body purifies the energy of anything he consumes. His soul is truly pure in its conviction, and he can spread its divinity to others. Brilliant, clearly, but more dangerous than any monster I've met before. So, what makes you think we'd get along?"
*Awesome!*
"Yes, that'd be him. You seem to have a desire for knowledge- at least, from the brief discussion we've had- similar to him. I think the two of you could learn many things from each other."
"Quite interesting. I'll try and talk to him. From what I've seen, he's quite inquisitive."
"I think he might be at the ship right now, actually. Speaking of which..." The two arrive at the entrance to the Spelljammer. The door is still in a bit of disrepair, but it's back to being attached to the ship proper.
Helianth pries open the door, gesturing for False to enter.
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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)
"Quite interesting. I'll try and talk to him. From what I've seen, he's quite inquisitive."
"I think he might be at the ship right now, actually. Speaking of which..." The two arrive at the entrance to the Spelljammer. The door is still in a bit of disrepair, but it's back to being attached to the ship proper.
Helianth pries open the door, gesturing for False to enter.
It does so, and Felix resides inside, studying the machinery and taking detailed notes. He turns his head. "Oooh, who's this?"
False bows, his twitching fingers displaying his nervousness. "You must be Felix. I've seen you, but we haven't officially met yet. I am False."
"A pleasure. Are you a mushroom?" Felix switches to a new page in his journal.
"Um... yeah, actually."
"Cool! The only other mushroom folks I've met before said I was an 'affront to the Underdark' and 'impossibly thoughtless and cruel.'"
"Ah... that's not very nice." False looks uncomfortable.
"I've gotten better, but they don't trust me anymore. I tried to cook their houses."
"...What?"
"No one was hurt, but they still got mad. It was only a little bit of zurkhwood. But anyway, that's not an issue anymore, as I said I got better. It was a learning experience for all of us."
"Oh. Okay."
"So, what have you two been up to? I'm sure Helianth wouldn't bring in someone it thinks would harm me, so I'm curious how you earned each others' trust."
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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.
"Well, we could sense that we were of similar origin- that being through the interference of powers not of this realm- and shared a fondness for seeking the unnatural, and we became swiftly acquainted because of it."
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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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"It would appear we share a similar plight, then. I am forever drawn to the light by a deep sense of hunger, given to me by one who lurks in the dark between the stars. In fact, that is the reason I came to this place- that I am rebuilding this vessel to carry me and my friend on our way to consume the light of the Sun. Once I am done, I imagine I will move on from here as well- there will be nothing left worth my while."
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)
"Ah. Perhaps that's why I was drawn here. You are cursed beyond measure. May I... taste your curse? It won't hurt. I just want to know how it feels." It makes no moves, and in fact withdraws a bit, as if expecting to be struck for its insolence.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I don't see any harm in it. Though, only a taste- I don't know if it can spread in such a manner."
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 reaches out and places a strong hand on Helianth's root. For a second, Helianth doesn't feel hungry, but the hand is quickly withdrawn and the feeling returns. "Oh my... how terrible. Quite a mouthful. It's like you're overflowing with it. You are truly an impressive being. What is your name?" It seems calmer now, but only slightly.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
In that brief second, it seems more confused than anything- That hunger being taken away feels more unnatural to it than the curse itself. "I am Helianth. You're quite impressive yourself- being able to glimpse into my true nature so effortlessly. What is yours?"
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 am Wormstooth, the False Hunter. Most just call me False. I was born from a great fungus from the Vital Nightmare, and I was made in the image a heroic Hunter. He wanted to live forever and save people, but the Copy Spore couldn't remake the human spirit. I was a failure, as I was born with fear. My adaptability stemmed from it, but fear was considered a flaw regardless. I was marked for death. They track me everywhere. I am drawn to supernatural energy, and the Curses have more of it than almost anything."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Well met, False." A few of its flower heads turn to face the Spelljammer. "Say, would you like to stay here for a while? The ship, though its surroundings are corrupted, is mostly safe. If there are others hunting you down, then perhaps we can assist in driving them back."
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)
"Thank you. They typically come in groups of three to five. They look like me, but... better. Like people. Very beautiful, and filled with utmost conviction."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I think it's time for DnD IRL!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Understood- I'll make sure to keep them far from here." They look over to the ship, and then back at False. "Shall I give you a tour?"
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)
*Sounds awesome! Have fun!*
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 would be very nice." He removes his hat to the sounds of shredding mycelial flesh.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Hello! How was your game?*
It starts crawling over to the Spelljammer, checking behind itself with one of its heads every so often to make sure False is still following.
"By the way, have you met my friend Felix? I have a feeling you two would get along nicely."
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)
Felicity seems a bit taller and a bit more put together than last time. She's tied her hair back with a faded ribbon and now wears a thick pair of gloves, along with a sewing kit tucked into her belt. After all, The Grim has charged her with taking care of the graveyard's souls and the wandering dead while he's away.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*Very well. Felix got to finish off a boss with a pair of blessed forks!*
"No, I don't believe so. Is he the short, fuzzy thing? He's not like us, which is strange given his diet. His body purifies the energy of anything he consumes. His soul is truly pure in its conviction, and he can spread its divinity to others. Brilliant, clearly, but more dangerous than any monster I've met before. So, what makes you think we'd get along?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Awesome!*
"Yes, that'd be him. You seem to have a desire for knowledge- at least, from the brief discussion we've had- similar to him. I think the two of you could learn many things from each other."
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)
"Quite interesting. I'll try and talk to him. From what I've seen, he's quite inquisitive."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I think he might be at the ship right now, actually. Speaking of which..." The two arrive at the entrance to the Spelljammer. The door is still in a bit of disrepair, but it's back to being attached to the ship proper.
Helianth pries open the door, gesturing for False to enter.
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 does so, and Felix resides inside, studying the machinery and taking detailed notes. He turns his head. "Oooh, who's this?"
False bows, his twitching fingers displaying his nervousness. "You must be Felix. I've seen you, but we haven't officially met yet. I am False."
"A pleasure. Are you a mushroom?" Felix switches to a new page in his journal.
"Um... yeah, actually."
"Cool! The only other mushroom folks I've met before said I was an 'affront to the Underdark' and 'impossibly thoughtless and cruel.'"
"Ah... that's not very nice." False looks uncomfortable.
"I've gotten better, but they don't trust me anymore. I tried to cook their houses."
"...What?"
"No one was hurt, but they still got mad. It was only a little bit of zurkhwood. But anyway, that's not an issue anymore, as I said I got better. It was a learning experience for all of us."
"Oh. Okay."
"So, what have you two been up to? I'm sure Helianth wouldn't bring in someone it thinks would harm me, so I'm curious how you earned each others' trust."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Well, we could sense that we were of similar origin- that being through the interference of powers not of this realm- and shared a fondness for seeking the unnatural, and we became swiftly acquainted because of it."
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)