The Queen makes a visit
You walk to the kobolt, with a slow and deliberate gait. This thing looks weak and generally useless. Why does it have the only weapon? Preposterous!
The dagger. Give it to me.The kobolt starts stuttering and shuffling its feet on the ground nervously. Good lord, it's a useless wreck! You roughly grab it by the arms, lift it up and tell it drop the dagger in a tone that could disturb dragons. The kobolt quickly drops the blade to the floor, and you do the same to useless creature. You pick up the dagger, and test the edge with you finger. It barely leaves a cut in your carapace, so its blunted. If your enemies were made of bread, you'd be fine. Sadly, they're far tougher than that. And tastier. You chuckle to yourself.
I think she's gone a little bonkers. says the abomination. How droll, it thinks it may speak. You'll re-educate the pig later. You need to get your trap set up.
S-s-s-she's a-affected b-by ni-nii... eh... Night H-Howlers! Now the little thing's talking. You grind your teeth in annoyance, but you need to trap the ones trying to bash in the door. You remove parts of the barricade, and begins spinning a web. It comes easily, like you've been spinning a proper man-catching web all your life. Really shows the natural order of things, you think to yourself. The demon behind you speaks next.
Reduced to her instincts? Hm. A drider does not have the kindest instincts at heart...Say that again, and I'll have you writhing on the floor, demon!The fairy flies close to you as you continue working on the web. These idiots are OUT OF LINE.
Hey! You can't talk to people like that, you big je-*ULP*You grab her entire body, and lock it in an iron grip. You look down at it, rage clear in your face. You could crush her into a fine paste right now, and she knows it. Her haughty attitude doesn't protect much.
You were saying?She seems to freeze up. She's just breathing fast in a panic as squeeze her slightly. She starts crying in fear, and eventually starts wailing. It's music to your ears, and you squeeze a little more and watch her seize a little. Suddenly, the pigman grabs your arm. You twist your head to him, and look him right in the eye. He looks defiant.
You DARE!?I do. Now drop her before I snap your arm like a damn twig!He gives his own show of force, hurting your arm with little more than the pressure of his hand. If he were to try, he really could break your arm. You can't afford your body getting damaged like that. You let the elf go, and she zips away at a speed you didn't even consider possible. The abomination lets your arm go, and warily makes some distance.
You will regret this...
I'm sure I will. But we're leaving. You can do whatever you want , I'm not fighting you. He turns to leave, and the goatman and the fairy follow. You stand there in shock for a little while. They DARE defy you? THEY WOULD DENY A GODDESS?! Fine... FINE! You give a roar of disapproval. If you had more than this dumb little dagger you'd show them why that is a bad idea, but both of these heretics are stronger than you when it comes to plain fighting. Then you notice the kobolt isn't with the group leaving through the door. She does yell to the abominations
W-We can't leave her like his! She'll be killed! She's just been poisoned and she rescued us! You can't do this! Her stutter is gone, having dissipated in the wake of anger.
She's a liability! We need to escape, and if she won't help, too bad!That's completely unfair! She needs help! She stomps her feet in indignation. The heretics leave without a word, closing the door. the Kobolt stands there, boiling in anger. You place a hand on her shoulder.
Good choice. You're far better than I though, looks like...She shakes a little at your touch, but audibly swallows and turns to you.
I-I have to help you until you're fine again. The potion will wear off, but until then...The door that was containing Silver and his guards cracks with a loud blow. The barricade is the only thing propping it up, and your web isn't finished! You groan in annoyance, and add more where-ever you can. The kobolt helps where she can, placing some errand strands at ankle-level. She's a much better follower than you would have expected. Once she gets going, she's a diligent worker!
Then, the door and the barricade break open entirely from the force of Silver smashing through with his shoulder, protected by his metallic arm. His momentum carries him over the tripwire the kobolt made, and he falls down. He catches himself, but you take advantage of his position and sting him in his back. He screeches in pain, and rolls away. The three guards that follow don't make the same mistake, of course, and warily enter. The one that threw that bottle on you is nowhere to be seen. Good, you plan on taking your time on that one... You hold your dagger at the ready, and grab a to use as a make-shift "shield". It serves more to give you distance, but these are still three enemies...
Your kobolt is useless right now, and she has sprinted to the podium in the middle of the room, and is hiding behind the curtains. Fair enough, she didn't look good for a fight. Besides...
These ones are all yours.
You charge forward, slamming the stool against one to the left, and giving a brutal slash to the one right in front of you. You manage to deliver a deep gash in his chest. The one from the left charges, and you counter it with a tackle while performing a backhand stab to the one you just slashed. You hit him right in the shoulder, and when you pull it out your victim begins to scream in pain.. The man you just tackled is still staggered, and you bite his cheek in your frenzy. You actually manage to tear a piece off! Then, you feel a white-hot pain against your backside. The third guard has attacked you in the back, you yell in fury and turn to the offender. You are about to attack, until he suddenly catches on FIRE! A bottle of alcohol has been thrown against the attacker, and apparently a burning rag has been added. The fire is refuses to go out, and the guard screams and starts sprinting through the room in panic. You barely care, apart from the amusement value, and you shank the guard you bit in his throat. You pull the blade, and slice his entire throat open. The blade breaks, leaving you without a weapon. The final guard is running away, holding his shoulder wound. You rush him down, force him to the ground, and sting him with your acidic compound.
Turns out humans really DO taste like chicken. The kobolt starts vomiting at the sight, but she still looks impressive with her improvised molotov cocktails. Apparently, they had alcohol behind the curtains. You're still chowing down on the guard as Silver is groaning in a corner. Another dosage of your poison really did a number on him, so you can finish your meal. You don't even particularly care for the taste, but the fact that you're ABLE to so completely dominate and devour an enemy?
Heaven.
Without the haze of battle, however, you start feeling the wounds the guards left on you. You were hit a lot more than you thought, but msot of it was on your sturdier spider body. They weren't that smart, apparently. You grab a short-sword the guard dropped, and turn to the barbecued guard. He's still twitching and moaning, but his blackened flesh shows that he has minutes to live, if he's unlucky. Your kobolt is sitting down, looking really scared.
Oh man, I hate fire deaths... Eh, wh-whenever you're ready, we should move.I'll consider it. Don't think to command me, even if you are useful.You are surrounded by wooden debris, two corpses, one dying man and a very Hurt and immobile Silver. What now?
Level: 5
HP: 13/20
Mana: 22/25
Stress: XX/XX (Afflicted!)
Equipment:
Cloth shirt
Heavy coloured cloth.
Items:
Table leg
Magic:
Resurrect vermin: Allows you to resurrect very small creatures such as rats(1) (invests 1 of your max mana)
Reshape minion: Allows you to slightly change the appearance of your resurrected minions. (//////...)
Minion Vision(weak): Allows you to see what a minion sees. The minion must have eyes.
Animate Piece: Allows you to animate just a piece of dead tissue. It requires your constant attention, and cannot act independently. (invests one mana) (1)
Graft: Allows you to use dead tissue as a replacement limb. Requires a lot of mana. (2 per second)
Skills:
Poison Stinger (Potentially lethal)
Major experience in blocking and swords.
Climber
Crafty: Bolas
Cooking skill: excellent
Corpse Cutting: Awful.
Animal handling: inexperienced.
Necromantic knowledge
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Topic: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure (Ended) (Read 190035 times)