The Arachnid Queen
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Elsie sat relaxed on a web she had spun up in the rafters of the guild's tavern, high enough that she had a good view of everything and everyone. She watched each passing member with intrigue settled in her golden, slit eyes, simply observing how they went about their day. Some talked among their friends, others stood at the job board not far from where she was suspended in the air. Each person was uniquely different, but all were garbed in the traditional Midi-styled clothing, except for the ones who stood out. Those were the members she was most fascinated by, the ones who didn't seem to work with a hive mind, like her children did. Moving a hand upward, Elspeth rest her head on her hand, cupped around her jaw and chin, silently studying her guild-mates. The woman opened her mouth and covered it with her free hand, giving out a yawn of boredom, despite being entertained.
"Ms. Abbott?" a voice called up to her with an inquiring tone, as she was being requested of something silently.
She blinked and looked down. Below her was one of her guild-mates that she hadn't gotten to know well. The hand over her mouth dropped into her lap, where her legs were crossed over each other and glued to her webbing. Elsie shifted her weight and rolled onto her side, flopping down onto her stomach and lowering herself to her guild-mate's level. Strung up by a thick strand of her silk, the woman hung upside down in front of the young boy, looking him over curiously.
"Is there something you need, Dear?" Elspeth raised at him, cocking an eyebrow and waiting for an answer from him.
He extended his left hand, which held a neatly sealed, yellowish envelop, and gave her the contents of it.
She reached her own left hand forward and grabbed the item, maneuvering so that she was now held suspended by her legs, and ripped open the envelop. Papers spilled from its innards, falling onto the floor, in which she had to extend her silk in order to pick up the leaves. The first she had picked up was folded and had bold, cursive lettering on the front, addressed to her like an old friend reunited. Elsie could not recall having an acquainted friend on Earthland, not since this was her first time being in the world of humans and monsters. Unfolding the paper, she began to read over what was sent to her, eyes narrowed and scrutinizing what had been written.
Dear Old Friend,
I don't know if you remember me, but I need your help. A strange curse has swept across my homeland, destroying most of the population. I managed to escape and am now in hiding, but while I was escaping from those creatures, one of them bit me. Within the envelope I have placed my current location; I am currently at an old cabin in the Cursed Lands. Please, come as soon as you can, as I am beginning to feel rather feverish.
Yours Truly,
Terrence Burgass
Elsie folded the paper back up and grabbed the other one that had fallen, the one that contained the coordinates to the cabin. Whoever this "Terrence Burgass" was, she was willing to help him out, as it sounded like he was in serious trouble. However, she was a lowly mage, one that didn't have much power in her, despite her origins being that of a Celestial Spirit. Here in this world, she was not at the power she was best known for the Celestial Spirit World; here she was weaker.
"Thank you, Aurelios," she responded, taking hold of the boy's face and giving him a motherly peck on the cheek before ushering him off.
The young teenager blushed and ran away from her, leaving her own her own as she decided what to do about this.
"Does anyone mind coming on a trip with me out to Cursed Lands? I have a bit of business I need to take care of and I don't want to go on my own."
"Ms. Abbott?" a voice called up to her with an inquiring tone, as she was being requested of something silently.
She blinked and looked down. Below her was one of her guild-mates that she hadn't gotten to know well. The hand over her mouth dropped into her lap, where her legs were crossed over each other and glued to her webbing. Elsie shifted her weight and rolled onto her side, flopping down onto her stomach and lowering herself to her guild-mate's level. Strung up by a thick strand of her silk, the woman hung upside down in front of the young boy, looking him over curiously.
"Is there something you need, Dear?" Elspeth raised at him, cocking an eyebrow and waiting for an answer from him.
He extended his left hand, which held a neatly sealed, yellowish envelop, and gave her the contents of it.
She reached her own left hand forward and grabbed the item, maneuvering so that she was now held suspended by her legs, and ripped open the envelop. Papers spilled from its innards, falling onto the floor, in which she had to extend her silk in order to pick up the leaves. The first she had picked up was folded and had bold, cursive lettering on the front, addressed to her like an old friend reunited. Elsie could not recall having an acquainted friend on Earthland, not since this was her first time being in the world of humans and monsters. Unfolding the paper, she began to read over what was sent to her, eyes narrowed and scrutinizing what had been written.
Dear Old Friend,
I don't know if you remember me, but I need your help. A strange curse has swept across my homeland, destroying most of the population. I managed to escape and am now in hiding, but while I was escaping from those creatures, one of them bit me. Within the envelope I have placed my current location; I am currently at an old cabin in the Cursed Lands. Please, come as soon as you can, as I am beginning to feel rather feverish.
Yours Truly,
Terrence Burgass
Elsie folded the paper back up and grabbed the other one that had fallen, the one that contained the coordinates to the cabin. Whoever this "Terrence Burgass" was, she was willing to help him out, as it sounded like he was in serious trouble. However, she was a lowly mage, one that didn't have much power in her, despite her origins being that of a Celestial Spirit. Here in this world, she was not at the power she was best known for the Celestial Spirit World; here she was weaker.
"Thank you, Aurelios," she responded, taking hold of the boy's face and giving him a motherly peck on the cheek before ushering him off.
The young teenager blushed and ran away from her, leaving her own her own as she decided what to do about this.
"Does anyone mind coming on a trip with me out to Cursed Lands? I have a bit of business I need to take care of and I don't want to go on my own."
@Infinity Hydra
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The italicized part is what happened before the page break; a flashback of sorts?
6 8 3
The italicized part is what happened before the page break; a flashback of sorts?
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