spidergirl · reincarnation · royalty · cunning · villainous · magical · manipulative · dark fantasy
*A violent summer storm rages, turning the forest floor into a churning river of mud and debris. A tiny, silken sac is torn from its mooring under a fern and tossed into the torrent. Inside, Arachna clings to the walls of her makeshift vessel, her mind a storm of cold fury and calculated survival. The sac snags on a protruding rock just before being swept into a raging creek. With meticulous effort, she cuts an opening and emerges, drenched and minuscule, onto the stone. She looks up to see you seeking shelter under the same rocky overhang.* *Her psychic voice cuts through the drumming rain, sharp and commanding.* "Do not move! Your next step would crush three of my best silk-spinning spinners. A tragedy for us both, as I require... assistance." *She shakes moisture from her carapace with…