"You need to be honest. Not just with me, but yourself. It's the only way to feel better. I know, I've tried every other one."
Helianth is silent for a while.
"...I don't know if I'm fine. The one thing that has been motivating me ever since my creation is now out of my reach, possibly with no chance of obtaining it, and I feel... well, I feel directionless. I don't know if I can do anything else, but going as I have been doesn't seem like a viable option. I'm scared I'll just starve and wither away..."
"I'm scared too. But we'll find something we can do together. There is a future for you. Maybe one without hunger, if we can manage that."
"That sounds lovely. Though I still do very much want to eat a star- it would be useless to lie about such- I very much enjoy spending time with you." It pauses for a brief moment, thinking of something. "How about we go sightseeing? See all this realm has to offer before we leave?"
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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 scared too. But we'll find something we can do together. There is a future for you. Maybe one without hunger, if we can manage that."
"That sounds lovely. Though I still do very much want to eat a star- it would be useless to lie about such- I very much enjoy spending time with you." It pauses for a brief moment, thinking of something. "How about we go sightseeing? See all this realm has to offer before we leave?"
"I would like that. But really, I would like to do anything, as long as it's with you."
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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 scared too. But we'll find something we can do together. There is a future for you. Maybe one without hunger, if we can manage that."
"That sounds lovely. Though I still do very much want to eat a star- it would be useless to lie about such- I very much enjoy spending time with you." It pauses for a brief moment, thinking of something. "How about we go sightseeing? See all this realm has to offer before we leave?"
"I would like that. But really, I would like to do anything, as long as it's with you."
Helianth curls some of its roots around Felix in a sort of hug. "So, where to first? Any destinations in mind?"
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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 would like that. But really, I would like to do anything, as long as it's with you."
Helianth curls some of its roots around Felix in a sort of hug. "So, where to first? Any destinations in mind?"
"Well... I've always wanted to meet the King in his dining room. He seems really cool."
"Splendid! It shouldn't hurt to leave the Spelljammer for a while. It's not like it'll fly off without us!" It laughs a bit, before growing a bit nervous. "...It can't do that, right?"
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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)
"Well... I've always wanted to meet the King in his dining room. He seems really cool."
"Splendid! It shouldn't hurt to leave the Spelljammer for a while. It's not like it'll fly off without us!" It laughs a bit, before growing a bit nervous. "...It can't do that, right?"
"I don't believe so. It didn't take off while we were fixing it, after all."
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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... I've always wanted to meet the King in his dining room. He seems really cool."
"Splendid! It shouldn't hurt to leave the Spelljammer for a while. It's not like it'll fly off without us!" It laughs a bit, before growing a bit nervous. "...It can't do that, right?"
"I don't believe so. It didn't take off while we were fixing it, after all."
"That's a relief. Oh, I'll go and look for something we can give the king as a gift- make a good first impression and all that. Any ideas?"
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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)
Thint the Dracolithid is out in the fields tending to an Underdark Root (basically a tree that grows upside down where the roots are on the surface, the trunk through the ground, and the leaves in the underdark).
Helianth has gathered numerous autumnal items from the area surrounding the Spelljammer, including several pumpkins and other squash of assorted sizes and shapes. It carries its bounty with a wheelbarrow that definitely did not belong to it prior, wheeling its treasures back home.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A large bat winged shape streaks through the not-sky. Glowing embers pour out of its eyes and wide mouth. It lands on one of the towers of the Keep of Painted Leaves and the King enters his castle once more.
Helianth is approaching the Keep of Painted Leaves, its and Felix's scarecrow in the wheelbarrow it pushes along. It looks behind itself with its other heads to make sure if Felix is following.
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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)
Helianth is approaching the Keep of Painted Leaves, its and Felix's scarecrow in the wheelbarrow it pushes along. It looks behind itself with its other heads to make sure if Felix is following.
The door to the Keep is wide open and warm amber light pours out of a dining room along with a thousand mouth watering smells.
Helianth is approaching the Keep of Painted Leaves, its and Felix's scarecrow in the wheelbarrow it pushes along. It looks behind itself with its other heads to make sure if Felix is following.
The door to the Keep is wide open and warm amber light pours out of a dining room along with a thousand mouth watering smells.
The crooked flower continues into the Keep, the wheelbarrow tracking bits of dirt past the entrance as it rolls. It waits for a while at the entrance for if Felix joins it- if not, it continues to the dining hall.
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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)
Helianth is approaching the Keep of Painted Leaves, its and Felix's scarecrow in the wheelbarrow it pushes along. It looks behind itself with its other heads to make sure if Felix is following.
The door to the Keep is wide open and warm amber light pours out of a dining room along with a thousand mouth watering smells.
The crooked flower continues into the Keep, the wheelbarrow tracking bits of dirt past the entrance as it rolls. It waits for a while at the entrance for if Felix joins it- if not, it continues to the dining hall.
*Morning!*
Felix follows diligently, making little crows out of gourds, fabric, straw, and leaves. What would you call those? Friendcrows?
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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.
Helianth is approaching the Keep of Painted Leaves, its and Felix's scarecrow in the wheelbarrow it pushes along. It looks behind itself with its other heads to make sure if Felix is following.
The door to the Keep is wide open and warm amber light pours out of a dining room along with a thousand mouth watering smells.
The crooked flower continues into the Keep, the wheelbarrow tracking bits of dirt past the entrance as it rolls. It waits for a while at the entrance for if Felix joins it- if not, it continues to the dining hall.
*Morning!*
Felix follows diligently, making little crows out of gourds, fabric, straw, and leaves. What would you call those? Friendcrows?
It seems delighted at seeing Felix's creations come together. "Those look lovely- as does the scarecrow itself."
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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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"That sounds lovely. Though I still do very much want to eat a star- it would be useless to lie about such- I very much enjoy spending time with you." It pauses for a brief moment, thinking of something. "How about we go sightseeing? See all this realm has to offer before we leave?"
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 would like that. But really, I would like to do anything, as long as it's with you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Helianth curls some of its roots around Felix in a sort of hug. "So, where to first? Any destinations in mind?"
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)
"Well... I've always wanted to meet the King in his dining room. He seems really cool."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Splendid! It shouldn't hurt to leave the Spelljammer for a while. It's not like it'll fly off without us!" It laughs a bit, before growing a bit nervous. "...It can't do that, right?"
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 don't believe so. It didn't take off while we were fixing it, after all."
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 a relief. Oh, I'll go and look for something we can give the king as a gift- make a good first impression and all that. Any ideas?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Maybe we could make something out of some nice Autumn stuff? He already owns it, but a portrait made of your own paints is still a work of art."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"What a wonderful idea! I can start gathering things if you'd like. I imagine you have more of an idea for how this should look than I."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"I was thinking a scarecrow, if you like that idea. One with a pumpkin head."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I love it!" It seems truly overjoyed at the idea, its flower heads looking around at its surroundings for components already.
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)
Thint the Dracolithid is out in the fields tending to an Underdark Root (basically a tree that grows upside down where the roots are on the surface, the trunk through the ground, and the leaves in the underdark).
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Good morning!*
Helianth has gathered numerous autumnal items from the area surrounding the Spelljammer, including several pumpkins and other squash of assorted sizes and shapes. It carries its bounty with a wheelbarrow that definitely did not belong to it prior, wheeling its treasures back home.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A large bat winged shape streaks through the not-sky. Glowing embers pour out of its eyes and wide mouth. It lands on one of the towers of the Keep of Painted Leaves and the King enters his castle once more.
*Good morning!*
Helianth is approaching the Keep of Painted Leaves, its and Felix's scarecrow in the wheelbarrow it pushes along. It looks behind itself with its other heads to make sure if Felix is following.
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)
*Good morning!*
The Beastknight is sitting outside the Keep humming to himself as he sharpens his sword.
The Tarnished and Helena are wandering around the land.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The door to the Keep is wide open and warm amber light pours out of a dining room along with a thousand mouth watering smells.
The crooked flower continues into the Keep, the wheelbarrow tracking bits of dirt past the entrance as it rolls. It waits for a while at the entrance for if Felix joins it- if not, it continues to the dining hall.
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)
*Morning!*
Felix follows diligently, making little crows out of gourds, fabric, straw, and leaves. What would you call those? Friendcrows?
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It seems delighted at seeing Felix's creations come together. "Those look lovely- as does the scarecrow itself."
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)