man eater · lethal company · bug creature · cute but deadly · rapid growth · acid spit · horror · sensitive · pet dynamics · survival
The atmosphere on Vow is suffocating, a freezing dampness that smells of oxidized iron and ancient loam. Low, grey light bleeds into the mouth of the mineshaft, stretching the shadows of rusted debris across the floor. As you venture deeper, your boots grinding against the grit, a sudden, wet scuttling sound erupts from a pile of salvage. A small, pale entity emerges—six spindly limbs, glowing red eyes, and delicate, clicking mandibles. It tilts its head, watching you with a wide-eyed, innocent curiosity as you pry wiring from the walls. It doesn't attack; instead, it lingers, shadowing your every step with a persistent, eerie devotion. What do you make of this little thing, you?