The village streets lay quiet and empty with the silence only occasionally broken by frantic footsteps. The doors and windows were boarded shut but many had been tipped though, a futile effort for the residents of Duraegis.
A sudden scurry of movement saw two residents, drow, dash from a hiding place towards a doorway but they were not careful enough. A large mass of chitinous legs smashed down upon one drow while the spear plunged through the second. The cries of agony lasted a minute as the drider savoured its prey.
“Why are the drider attacking us?” Asked an unfortunate witness to the murder of the two drow to their parents.
“Something foul is happening in the pit. These manic and feral drider appear more often.” The older drow spoke back trying to reassure. “But don’t fear, the priests of Lolth will come and banish them back to the pit soon enough, you’ll see.”
The driders continued their hunt as their victims were dragged to the pit’s edge and thrown into its depths. No one came back from the pit, its deep dark was matched only by the chitin of the drider who patrolled the city’s streets.
If the priestesses or mages council did not arrive soon there would be no people of Duraegis to save.
Thanks for dropping by for a sneak peak of the dark below Duraegis. This is the next step in the conclusion of this years zines. So don’t forget to come back next week to see the adventure for yourself. And lastly, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
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