Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140724144903/@comment-5583506-20140725125431

She didn't know what to make of the spider legs in her dream. Dreams were after all prophetic and filled with metaphors and symbolism. The fate never made them easy to interpret. All she did know was that those people were in danger, but she couldn't tell if that was a bad thing or a good thing.

She decided to "see" further. She collapsed to the floor as her world went black when her eyes rolled back up in her head. She was dreaming. Her mind traveled far and away from her body. She could see the group of people in front of her. They were trapped in a dungeon out in the wilderness. Spider web cobbed the inner walls and there was something else there, in the darkness, something worse... A spider, but at the same time a woman...

As she came back to the world of the living she had made up her mind. These people could be in need of her help. It was true she had not much experience of fighting, but nevertheless, her dreams had foretold that those people fates were intertwined with her own. For better or for worse. She packed a bag of some of her books and other possessions, blew out the candle and then left the city in a hurry. She doubted the local populace with miss her terribly much for the time she was gone, but then again she wouldn't miss them either.

As she walked down the slopes and into the wilderness her mind was always set on the beings she had seen in her dream. People with the faces of the gods.

Who are those guys?

(Score to whomever gets that last quote.)