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[poll_the_stars]

There is a room that's dark and cold. It's made of stone, with a doorway cut into each of the four walls. At the room's center is some type of circle, carved into a raised platform. The only light comes from a slightly sad looking light fixture set into the ceiling.

Then the circle glows, brightening until it could rival the sun, humming and shaking the room around it. There is a buildup of energy of some kind...

And then it stops, returning to as it was before.

Except, now it contains two women.

One of them has pointed ears and red hair. She looks around in quite a lot of alarm.

Comments

[poll_the_stars]

"I can try, give me a minute..."

Separating them out is sort of tricky, she has to stop tending to the plant to get it right. Masking the sound of its fellow spider-things, sending the sound only to the one spider thing, until it's far enough away that she can lead it here.

"Got it. Just the one. Coming in from that way." She points.

[purposeful_glory]

For a scuttly spider on the wall, she wants something long with claws on the end. Lævateinn obeys her. She wants to get it before she finds out if it's venomous.