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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"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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"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."