Vendalia is walking around outside near the lake, her various traps small and large open wide. Whenever a flying insect lands on one of the traps it snaps shut. The four larger ones actually move around to catch any nearby insects.
Gwyn is wandering around outside as well, picking up more leaves and putting them in a bucket. She wears a comfy grey sweater and jeans with ordinary sneakers. She has short feathery-looking black hair, nestled in which is a large maroon corpse flower that faintly emits a smell of decay. One of her hands is composed of twisting woody vines, the other still appearing human-like.
She doesn't immediately notice Vendalia, preoccupied with their current task.
Vendalia is wearing a long sleeve purple sweater shirt that exposes her shoulders and the black vein-like tattoos that run along them and up her neck, and black jeans and black boots. Her hands are tipped with long, thin, sharp purple nails. She turns her violet eyed gaze at Gwyn, her mouth always slightly open in a wide smile showing her needle-like teeth. Her black root-like hair
”Well hello there!” She says.
Gwyn is a bit surprised, not expecting someone else to be out here, and turns to face them.
"Oh, hi there!"
“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you darling, it’s not difficult for me to do it seems. I’m Vendalia, nice to make your acquaintance”
A 14 year old boy steps out of the bus, taking his first look at the Conservatory. He's got light blond hair, gray eyes, stands pretty tall, and is built like a beanstalk. Or, well, probably more like a coconut tree. He's a coconut dryad. The beginnings of palm leaves are sprouting out alongside all of the visible lengths of his limbs, and some patches of skin are looking more bark-like, or even coconut shell-like. This is Eddy.
Eddy walks cautiously to whatever main door he can see, deciding to just go in and explore this supposed haven for dryads.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Vendalia is walking around outside near the lake, her various traps small and large open wide. Whenever a flying insect lands on one of the traps it snaps shut. The four larger ones actually move around to catch any nearby insects.
Gwyn is wandering around outside as well, picking up more leaves and putting them in a bucket. She wears a comfy grey sweater and jeans with ordinary sneakers. She has short feathery-looking black hair, nestled in which is a large maroon corpse flower that faintly emits a smell of decay. One of her hands is composed of twisting woody vines, the other still appearing human-like.
She doesn't immediately notice Vendalia, preoccupied with their current task.
Vendalia is wearing a long sleeve purple sweater shirt that exposes her shoulders and the black vein-like tattoos that run along them and up her neck, and black jeans and black boots. Her hands are tipped with long, thin, sharp purple nails. She turns her violet eyed gaze at Gwyn, her mouth always slightly open in a wide smile showing her needle-like teeth. Her black root-like hair
”Well hello there!” She says.
Gwyn is a bit surprised, not expecting someone else to be out here, and turns to face them.
"Oh, hi there!"
“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you darling, it’s not difficult for me to do it seems. I’m Vendalia, nice to make your acquaintance”
"It's alright, just got absorbed in what I was doing. I'm Gwyn. It's nice to meet you." Gwyn sets down their bucket on the ground. "Are you new here?"
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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 14 year old boy steps out of the bus, taking his first look at the Conservatory. He's got light blond hair, gray eyes, stands pretty tall, and is built like a beanstalk. Or, well, probably more like a coconut tree. He's a coconut dryad. The beginnings of palm leaves are sprouting out alongside all of the visible lengths of his limbs, and some patches of skin are looking more bark-like, or even coconut shell-like. This is Eddy.
Eddy walks cautiously to whatever main door he can see, deciding to just go in and explore this supposed haven for dryads.
*sick*
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
A 14 year old boy steps out of the bus, taking his first look at the Conservatory. He's got light blond hair, gray eyes, stands pretty tall, and is built like a beanstalk. Or, well, probably more like a coconut tree. He's a coconut dryad. The beginnings of palm leaves are sprouting out alongside all of the visible lengths of his limbs, and some patches of skin are looking more bark-like, or even coconut shell-like. This is Eddy.
Eddy walks cautiously to whatever main door he can see, deciding to just go in and explore this supposed haven for dryads.
In the foyer, there's a weirdish scene. A tipped over wheelchair with the person still in it is lying on the ground, the back of the chair forming a table with a scarf stretched over it like a ping-pong net. Two kids stand on either side, One of them has a paper plate taped to a stick and the other has a ping pong paddle. The one with the ping-pong paddle is hesitating to serve and the person in the wheelchair is trying to hype them up. "C'mon piper, you got this!"
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Vendalia is walking around outside near the lake, her various traps small and large open wide. Whenever a flying insect lands on one of the traps it snaps shut. The four larger ones actually move around to catch any nearby insects.
Gwyn is wandering around outside as well, picking up more leaves and putting them in a bucket. She wears a comfy grey sweater and jeans with ordinary sneakers. She has short feathery-looking black hair, nestled in which is a large maroon corpse flower that faintly emits a smell of decay. One of her hands is composed of twisting woody vines, the other still appearing human-like.
She doesn't immediately notice Vendalia, preoccupied with their current task.
Vendalia is wearing a long sleeve purple sweater shirt that exposes her shoulders and the black vein-like tattoos that run along them and up her neck, and black jeans and black boots. Her hands are tipped with long, thin, sharp purple nails. She turns her violet eyed gaze at Gwyn, her mouth always slightly open in a wide smile showing her needle-like teeth. Her black root-like hair
”Well hello there!” She says.
Gwyn is a bit surprised, not expecting someone else to be out here, and turns to face them.
"Oh, hi there!"
“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you darling, it’s not difficult for me to do it seems. I’m Vendalia, nice to make your acquaintance”
"It's alright, just got absorbed in what I was doing. I'm Gwyn. It's nice to meet you." Gwyn sets down their bucket on the ground. "Are you new here?"
“Yep, just arrived a few hours ago. What about you?” She say as she walks over, the four larger traps rising up and looking at this new person.
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Vendalia is walking around outside near the lake, her various traps small and large open wide. Whenever a flying insect lands on one of the traps it snaps shut. The four larger ones actually move around to catch any nearby insects.
Gwyn is wandering around outside as well, picking up more leaves and putting them in a bucket. She wears a comfy grey sweater and jeans with ordinary sneakers. She has short feathery-looking black hair, nestled in which is a large maroon corpse flower that faintly emits a smell of decay. One of her hands is composed of twisting woody vines, the other still appearing human-like.
She doesn't immediately notice Vendalia, preoccupied with their current task.
Vendalia is wearing a long sleeve purple sweater shirt that exposes her shoulders and the black vein-like tattoos that run along them and up her neck, and black jeans and black boots. Her hands are tipped with long, thin, sharp purple nails. She turns her violet eyed gaze at Gwyn, her mouth always slightly open in a wide smile showing her needle-like teeth. Her black root-like hair
”Well hello there!” She says.
Gwyn is a bit surprised, not expecting someone else to be out here, and turns to face them.
"Oh, hi there!"
“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you darling, it’s not difficult for me to do it seems. I’m Vendalia, nice to make your acquaintance”
"It's alright, just got absorbed in what I was doing. I'm Gwyn. It's nice to meet you." Gwyn sets down their bucket on the ground. "Are you new here?"
“Yep, just arrived a few hours ago. What about you?” She say as she walks over, the four larger traps rising up and looking at this new person.
"I've only been here a few days. Definitely a big adjustment, but I'm doing alright." Gwyn's eyes drift towards the flytraps for a second, intrigued.
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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 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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"I've only been here a few days. Definitely a big adjustment, but I'm doing alright." Gwyn's eyes drift towards the flytraps for a second, intrigued.
“Oh I bet, but this place is quite relaxing so hopefully things go smoothly for us with this “spouting” thing.” She says.
"Yeah, here's hoping it goes well for both of us." Gwyn smiles, looking out at the water for a second. "If you've got any questions about this place, I might be able to answer a few."
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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)
*Quick question: Can people have multiple characters at a time? I had an idea for a rose dryad that might be fun (they're internally freaking out about the whole sprouting thing, while trying to act like they have everything under control- they do not).
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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)
*Quick question: Can people have multiple characters at a time? I had an idea for a rose dryad that might be fun (they're internally freaking out about the whole sprouting thing, while trying to act like they have everything under control- they do not).
*yeah! That would be totally ok*
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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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"I've only been here a few days. Definitely a big adjustment, but I'm doing alright." Gwyn's eyes drift towards the flytraps for a second, intrigued.
“Oh I bet, but this place is quite relaxing so hopefully things go smoothly for us with this “spouting” thing.” She says.
"Yeah, here's hoping it goes well for both of us." Gwyn smiles, looking out at the water for a second. "If you've got any questions about this place, I might be able to answer a few."
“Actually yes, is there some sort of kitchen or cafeteria here? My diet might be a bit…divergence from the norm and I just want to make sure I can cook my own food.”
*Quick question: Can people have multiple characters at a time? I had an idea for a rose dryad that might be fun (they're internally freaking out about the whole sprouting thing, while trying to act like they have everything under control- they do not).
*yeah! That would be totally ok*
*Awesome!*
Stepping off of the latest bus is another new arrival to the Conservatory, walking towards the building with an only slightly-convincing look of confidence. She wears a lavender sundress that shows the twig-like stems growing around her arms, which have small emerald leaves speckled across them. A woven sun hat shields her face from the bright day, and similar foliage can be seen intermixing with their strawberry blonde hair, which is tied into one large braid behind her head. She has one amber eye- her left one- the other entirely replaced by a large pink-petaled flower that blooms from her right eye socket (a Carolina rose).
This is Allison, and internally- she's terrified. 'But no one needs to know that.' she thinks to herself. 'It's all under control. Right? Right.'
"I've only been here a few days. Definitely a big adjustment, but I'm doing alright." Gwyn's eyes drift towards the flytraps for a second, intrigued.
“Oh I bet, but this place is quite relaxing so hopefully things go smoothly for us with this “spouting” thing.” She says.
"Yeah, here's hoping it goes well for both of us." Gwyn smiles, looking out at the water for a second. "If you've got any questions about this place, I might be able to answer a few."
“Actually yes, is there some sort of kitchen or cafeteria here? My diet might be a bit…divergence from the norm and I just want to make sure I can cook my own food.”
"Yeah, there totally is. Most of its plant-based things, so if it's something specific you need, it might be better to talk with the staff. Or maybe head into town, if there's one nearby. I wouldn't know- I slept most of the way here."
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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've only been here a few days. Definitely a big adjustment, but I'm doing alright." Gwyn's eyes drift towards the flytraps for a second, intrigued.
“Oh I bet, but this place is quite relaxing so hopefully things go smoothly for us with this “spouting” thing.” She says.
"Yeah, here's hoping it goes well for both of us." Gwyn smiles, looking out at the water for a second. "If you've got any questions about this place, I might be able to answer a few."
“Actually yes, is there some sort of kitchen or cafeteria here? My diet might be a bit…divergence from the norm and I just want to make sure I can cook my own food.”
"Yeah, there totally is. Most of its plant-based things, so if it's something specific you need, it might be better to talk with the staff. Or maybe head into town, if there's one nearby. I wouldn't know- I slept most of the way here."
“I figured it would be, seeing as there are not many carnivore among the plant kingdom as it were. I don’t mind doing some grocery shopping, but I’ll ask the staff too to be polite. Thank you.”
"I've only been here a few days. Definitely a big adjustment, but I'm doing alright." Gwyn's eyes drift towards the flytraps for a second, intrigued.
“Oh I bet, but this place is quite relaxing so hopefully things go smoothly for us with this “spouting” thing.” She says.
"Yeah, here's hoping it goes well for both of us." Gwyn smiles, looking out at the water for a second. "If you've got any questions about this place, I might be able to answer a few."
“Actually yes, is there some sort of kitchen or cafeteria here? My diet might be a bit…divergence from the norm and I just want to make sure I can cook my own food.”
"Yeah, there totally is. Most of its plant-based things, so if it's something specific you need, it might be better to talk with the staff. Or maybe head into town, if there's one nearby. I wouldn't know- I slept most of the way here."
“I figured it would be, seeing as there are not many carnivores among the plant kingdom as it were. I don’t mind doing some grocery shopping, but I’ll ask the staff too to be polite. Thank you.”
"Yeah, no problem. Anything else on your 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've only been here a few days. Definitely a big adjustment, but I'm doing alright." Gwyn's eyes drift towards the flytraps for a second, intrigued.
“Oh I bet, but this place is quite relaxing so hopefully things go smoothly for us with this “spouting” thing.” She says.
"Yeah, here's hoping it goes well for both of us." Gwyn smiles, looking out at the water for a second. "If you've got any questions about this place, I might be able to answer a few."
“Actually yes, is there some sort of kitchen or cafeteria here? My diet might be a bit…divergence from the norm and I just want to make sure I can cook my own food.”
"Yeah, there totally is. Most of its plant-based things, so if it's something specific you need, it might be better to talk with the staff. Or maybe head into town, if there's one nearby. I wouldn't know- I slept most of the way here."
“I figured it would be, seeing as there are not many carnivores among the plant kingdom as it were. I don’t mind doing some grocery shopping, but I’ll ask the staff too to be polite. Thank you.”
"Yeah, no problem. Anything else on your mind?"
“Any activities or other things to do around here? I’m not fully sure what this place has as far as facilities.”
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“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you darling, it’s not difficult for me to do it seems. I’m Vendalia, nice to make your acquaintance”
Eddy walks cautiously to whatever main door he can see, deciding to just go in and explore this supposed haven for dryads.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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"It's alright, just got absorbed in what I was doing. I'm Gwyn. It's nice to meet you." Gwyn sets down their bucket on the ground. "Are you new here?"
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)
*sick*
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*Thankee! :D*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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In the foyer, there's a weirdish scene. A tipped over wheelchair with the person still in it is lying on the ground, the back of the chair forming a table with a scarf stretched over it like a ping-pong net. Two kids stand on either side, One of them has a paper plate taped to a stick and the other has a ping pong paddle. The one with the ping-pong paddle is hesitating to serve and the person in the wheelchair is trying to hype them up.
"C'mon piper, you got this!"
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
“Yep, just arrived a few hours ago. What about you?” She say as she walks over, the four larger traps rising up and looking at this new person.
Marsh watches from the pond
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"I've only been here a few days. Definitely a big adjustment, but I'm doing alright." Gwyn's eyes drift towards the flytraps for a second, intrigued.
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 I bet, but this place is quite relaxing so hopefully things go smoothly for us with this “spouting” thing.” She says.
*i love how people like this*
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"Yeah, here's hoping it goes well for both of us." Gwyn smiles, looking out at the water for a second. "If you've got any questions about this place, I might be able to answer a few."
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)
*Quick question: Can people have multiple characters at a time? I had an idea for a rose dryad that might be fun (they're internally freaking out about the whole sprouting thing, while trying to act like they have everything under control- they do not).
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)
*yeah! That would be totally ok*
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, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
“Actually yes, is there some sort of kitchen or cafeteria here? My diet might be a bit…divergence from the norm and I just want to make sure I can cook my own food.”
*Awesome!*
Stepping off of the latest bus is another new arrival to the Conservatory, walking towards the building with an only slightly-convincing look of confidence. She wears a lavender sundress that shows the twig-like stems growing around her arms, which have small emerald leaves speckled across them. A woven sun hat shields her face from the bright day, and similar foliage can be seen intermixing with their strawberry blonde hair, which is tied into one large braid behind her head. She has one amber eye- her left one- the other entirely replaced by a large pink-petaled flower that blooms from her right eye socket (a Carolina rose).
This is Allison, and internally- she's terrified. 'But no one needs to know that.' she thinks to herself. 'It's all under control. Right? 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)
"Yeah, there totally is. Most of its plant-based things, so if it's something specific you need, it might be better to talk with the staff. Or maybe head into town, if there's one nearby. I wouldn't know- I slept most of the way here."
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 figured it would be, seeing as there are not many carnivore among the plant kingdom as it were. I don’t mind doing some grocery shopping, but I’ll ask the staff too to be polite. Thank you.”
"Yeah, no problem. Anything else on your 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)
“Any activities or other things to do around here? I’m not fully sure what this place has as far as facilities.”