The underneath is a network of sewers and cold basement levels, filled with the stench of mildew and death. You hear sounds - at a distance, and nearby. Like many legs in the dripping water, like soft voices echoing down the halls.
More notably, no matter how you got here, you can't seem to get back out. However you arrived, it's a one-way entry, and there seems to be strong magical warding stopping anything from leaving.
Are these the dungeons? Or was your arrival here a mistake?
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He follows it. It's not because he wants to cause it any more pain or expend any more effort but because he has answers he wants to seek. His right hand lowers enough to let his Dark Matter concentrate around that hand. He wants a light source so he can see it and it is bright and flaring enough to look at his surroundings. He stays in the air as not to step on something disgusting.
Either something or someone is feeding this thing on a weekly basis or it survives purely on luck. He knows spiders don't have to be fed that often so he's looking for signs of wiggling bodies or dead ones just to determine a time frame. He wants to know if someone comes down here to do it and thus if there is an entrance or exit.
The spider will carry on down the tunnels for a while, the webs growing thicker, until soon they are passing massive swaths of them with putrid and dry husks still wound within their strands. A husk that easy could have been Tyki's future, were he less of a strong combatant. Bits of bone and rotten skin still lay in the stagnant water.
Eventually, the webs will have thickened to the point that an entire tunnel is filled with nothing but whites and greys - and one darker figure in the middle. The spider will run to greet the other form, who is still hard to make out in the dim lighting, moving methodically and with many legs.
He ventures onward following the spider with a little bit of a distance if only to make sure it doesn't turn on him once more. His eyes roam around the webs at the rotted husks and the thicker strands of web.
He spots the darker figure as his panther ears slide backwards in a cautious manner. He's not alarmed but he's on his best behavior at least for now. He'd rather not make an enemy out of everyone right off the bat. Princess seems to know this one.
"Cursssesss?" the new figure will ask, rasping like their mouth is not suited for speaking. "Have you come by? Oh."
They will turn towards Tyki, acknowledging the other spider approaching them first, with a bow of the... head? It's initially hard to sort out what is going on with the figure's body. It appears to be some stage between a human and a spider, and is more unpleasant than either.
He tilts his head in mild curiosity at the other's form but he makes no gesture or even sound that it is displeasing. In fact it almost looks regal or elegant if it wasn't for certain... appendages. It's almost scandalous.
"Lord Tyki Mikk," he replies with every bit of air he usually slings the name about when presenting himself. It just looks a little off with his hobo attire and his torn shirt. Not to mention he's a bit of a mess, "I bare no ill will if you don't."
He looks to 'Princess' and then back at the other. He's at least keeping his eyes on her face and not at everything else about her.
"I was heading back to my room and when I stepped out into somewhere else. I was suddenly here. I'm not a servant, ma'dam. I am a lord and one of the current guests. Do excuse the mess."
"Well, that sssoundss unlikely," she says, shaking her head as she slowly crawls down from her web fort. "You don't jussst end up down here for no reassson. You mussst have angered the Prince sssomehow."
"I left my room after curfew," is the statement he corrects himself with. He'll dim his Dark Matter as not to appear threatening and he'll watch her crawl down from where she was. Don't kill. Don't kill. Don't kill.
"You must know the Prince well. A guest maybe. A former servant. A current servant?"
There's more to that but he won't elaborate. He also found something he shouldn't have and he likely triggered some sort of trap.
If he was cleaned up even more he'd look better. Right now he's just a bit scraggly. His good looks have always gotten him far. Usually when he went hobo his personality changed as well. Right now he's just borrowing the clothes. Either way he's allowing her close.
"Yet he keeps you down there while there are dozens upon hundreds of servants up above? Is it a constant and standing order?"
"Oh... no, no, no," the spider woman says absently, still looking Tyki over curiously. "We were put down here asss punishment. We have no ordersss. We will mossst likely never leave..."
'Princess' is lurking around nearby too, watching the two warily. Apparently the spiders come as a pack.
"Well, if I find a way out then anyone can." Not to mention he might try to find a way for them to get out if they are genuinely hospitable. Then again, he is out for only himself right now.
He takes an occasionally glance at Princess every now and then. His main attention is on the other and he takes a step forward enough to get closer look now that he's not as wary, "If that is the case then may I have your name? We may as well get to know each other."
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Either something or someone is feeding this thing on a weekly basis or it survives purely on luck. He knows spiders don't have to be fed that often so he's looking for signs of wiggling bodies or dead ones just to determine a time frame. He wants to know if someone comes down here to do it and thus if there is an entrance or exit.
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Eventually, the webs will have thickened to the point that an entire tunnel is filled with nothing but whites and greys - and one darker figure in the middle. The spider will run to greet the other form, who is still hard to make out in the dim lighting, moving methodically and with many legs.
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He spots the darker figure as his panther ears slide backwards in a cautious manner. He's not alarmed but he's on his best behavior at least for now. He'd rather not make an enemy out of everyone right off the bat. Princess seems to know this one.
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They will turn towards Tyki, acknowledging the other spider approaching them first, with a bow of the... head? It's initially hard to sort out what is going on with the figure's body. It appears to be some stage between a human and a spider, and is more unpleasant than either.
"What did you bring? Hello? Who isss that?"
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"Lord Tyki Mikk," he replies with every bit of air he usually slings the name about when presenting himself. It just looks a little off with his hobo attire and his torn shirt. Not to mention he's a bit of a mess, "I bare no ill will if you don't."
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"Oh! Did you end up down here sssomehow? You don't look like a ssservant... are you truly a lord? How did thisss come to be?"
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"I was heading back to my room and when I stepped out into somewhere else. I was suddenly here. I'm not a servant, ma'dam. I am a lord and one of the current guests. Do excuse the mess."
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"You must know the Prince well. A guest maybe. A former servant. A current servant?"
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She pauses at the bottom of the web, looking him over curiously. He's so pretty in comparison to everyone down here! Amazing.
"A ssservant. I'm not sssure if I ssstill am...? I sssuppossse I ssstill am, not that he bothersss to tell me what to do down here, haha!"
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If he was cleaned up even more he'd look better. Right now he's just a bit scraggly. His good looks have always gotten him far. Usually when he went hobo his personality changed as well. Right now he's just borrowing the clothes. Either way he's allowing her close.
"Yet he keeps you down there while there are dozens upon hundreds of servants up above? Is it a constant and standing order?"
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'Princess' is lurking around nearby too, watching the two warily. Apparently the spiders come as a pack.
"Perhapss you have met the sssame fate."
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He takes an occasionally glance at Princess every now and then. His main attention is on the other and he takes a step forward enough to get closer look now that he's not as wary, "If that is the case then may I have your name? We may as well get to know each other."