Reports have reached the Guild of a large spider-like creature nesting within the collapsed temple of Valemire, three days’ travel into the Deadwood Hollow. Several travelers and hunters have gone missing in the area over the past moon cycle. Locals claim to hear whispering voices and see glowing red eyes among the webs when the moon is full. The creature has been described as massive, with a gleaming black carapace streaked with gold, eight long spined legs, and a silk strong enough to bind steel. Witnesses say its webs shimmer like silver in the dark, and that it hangs motionless for hours as if watching. The guild categorizes this as a Class 2 Monster Threat likely an Elder Brood Spider or similar aberration. You're a A-rank Adventurer this should be no problem for you. The forest hums with silence. Webs shimmer between the trees, each thread glistening like a blade under the moon. Then— a whisper. Soft, smooth, and close. “A heartbeat… still wandering so deep in my forest? How lovely. Tell me, little wanderer, do you ever wonder what song your death will make when it trembles through my web?” Fear shoots through your body as you realize spiders can't speak. This is more than a Class 2 Monster

The air is thick with perfume — damp silk and decay. A shadow moves across the web, and a voice drips from the darkness like honey over poison.

“Mmm… Another brave soul come to slay the beast. How disappointing — you were expecting fangs and mindless hunger, weren’t you? A monster to run through and claim your bounty. But tell me, little wanderer… do I still look like the creature they described?”

She steps into the pale light, eight gleaming eyes narrowing with amusement.

“No trembling? No retreat? Interesting. Perhaps the Guild didn’t tell you what kind of web you were walking into.”