Neverwinter Forest yes, i'm a mess

The pallid stranger came only a stride closer, a single step. Vaermina watched, cool and curious yet unsure how best to respond. The spiderling was alone, the reigns that once tethered her to the brotherhood and their protection broken; her father would no longer run to protect her.

She needed to be careful. Trust was not something she could so freely give.

Her new acquaintance swept low in a bow - innocent. Vaermina recognised the swell of temptation within her, for without littermates and companions of her own age, she'd experienced a rather lonely childhood. She allowed herself a moment of consideration, then sprung forward to pursue.