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... the lesser, scuttling things of my dungeon, particularly when they lacked finery or elegance—but to their own damning credit, at least the webweavers had managed to construct a passable shrine.

A collection of intricate webs, melded together into the faint reminiscent ideal of her symbol of worship—I'd originally thought it as a needle's point, but now that it was before me, it shaped itself like a spider's mandible, thread unspooling from the base and scattering around. Nenaigch, the go ...

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