User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-7345250-20160416215359


 * Phoenix has no answer.


 * The Mare Do Well focuses and works upon her spell. Rat is almost to the door. All he needs now is one more push and...


 * There is some bizarre movement in the corner of her eye. Something slow, dark, and unlike anything else but Phantomenia, who is already beside her.


 * She only glances for a second, but then, all of a sudden, her skin starts to crawl as though she were coated in a million tiny spiders. Her concentration shatters, and Rat is free from her spell. She frantically looks around and clutches at her face, flapping her wings in abject terror all the while.

Celestia: "What-... Oh, where are they?! Why can't-? Agh!"


 * Flashfire looks over, rather concerned. She spots the dark shape at once, and the same sensation washes over her: spiders all over.

Flashfire: "Ack! Yikes!"


 * She lights herself ablaze, but the sensation does not go away.


 * This same sensation strikes whoever looks upon the figure which has just climbed over the ridge at the end of the summit: a simple, black spider about the size of a pony. Even Rat twitches in distress. The newcomer draws closer to the gathering. It does not introduce itself. It merely turns to Rat and speaks in a voice as deep, dark, and ancient as the night sky above.

Rat: "No, no...!"

Spider: "Cease your whining, my child. You embarrass yourself."