>>34110651
"Hah! Yes, yes. I even had to knit him a ladder! Nothing bothered him more than not being able to go as he pleased. Even in our travels it was the same. I would scale a wall, and lower him a thread to clamber after me. He utterly refused to be carried." She chuckles as she walks, following you up and out of the tree. She gestures up again as you exit, and you head further into the canopy, eventually reaching a thick layer of webbing, forming a wide disk high above the ground below.

Your mother skitters past you, handing you one of her sticks as she goes, taking position at one end of the disk. "The arachne are greatly blessed, spiderling. Many weapons have little place in out hands - There is no reason to wield something that cannot reach past your legs!" She considers a moment before continuing. "Perhaps a small dagger, actually. There are things you do not wish to bite, or touch. But that is a long way from here."

She raises her spear, on hand firm and the other loose, holding some herself at ready in an odd, eight legged stance. A fierce smile plays along her features, though her voice carries warmth all the same.

"Your lessons begin now, little one. Let us see if I can keep you out of trouble for at least today, yes?"

Pick a focus, roll a d100
>Defense
>Slashing
>Stabbing

Twitter: twitter.com/REQMX
Character Sheet: http://pastebin.com/F5RxgbPX

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>34110665
>Defense

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>34110665
>Stabbing
Boop boop mother fucker

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>34110665
>Defense
Gotta be able to defend ourselves when we don't have healing magic.

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>34110665
>>Stabbing

Alright, writing!

>>34110665
A bit of conversation between rounds.

"So, clearly Dad isn't an Arachnie. A Human then? I've got pointy ears, an Elf?"

hey op, love your quest rly doing a good job
i was just sandelig if you Can start your threads with the last 2 or 3 Lines form last thread
it would just make it a bit easier to remember whats going on

>>34111539
Wow, need coddling much?
But from the way you type, I suppose you really do need that level of hand-holding.

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>>34111539
Or you could try not being a retard, i find that helps

>>34110917
It only takes a few minutes for you to realize just how your mother plans to keep you out of trouble. It's not a matter of watchful eyes, or binding rules.
She intends you to be too exhausted to leave the nest.

Her voice rings out like a drill sergeant as she works her way through the basics with you. Showing you how to grip your spear to stab, to parry, sliding your hands to opposite sides, so you can intercept an overhand strike with the haft. Bracing yourself to catch a charge, or even planting the spear in the dirt if your monstrous strength can't hold back your enemy.

An hour passes, and she dubs your stances 'passable'. The look in her eyes tells you that there will be more lessons on stances yet. She guides you through a series of strikes, leaning forward to strike from above, or hanging back and stabbing out between your legs. Her own weapon raps against your wrists, your shoulders, your arms every time you slip up, pushing you back into place.

Hours begin to blur together, and your chest heaves and burns with the kind of effort you haven't made since your rebirth. Your tunic clings to your body, sticky with sweat, your grip on the spear sliding as it run across your clawed hands. She wordlessly hands you a waterskin, and you all but pour the entire thing down your throat, gulping down water to quench the fire you've lit inside.

By the time she judges you done for the day you're lying nervelessly on the disk, barely able to groan in protest as she tsks at you with a smile.
"All that energy, and we didn't even reach sparring, hmm? I will have to push you harder tomorrow, little spider."
She stashes the practice weapons in a nook in the trunk, and hauls you back to your feet, brushing you off as you stand. Your limbs tremble beneath you as you head down the trunk to your living space, joining your siblings who've long since returned with food for the evening.


______________________________________________________________

>>34111909

You have re-evaluated your mother. She is kind, she is loving, caring. Everything you have ever heard mothers should be.
And she is utterly, utterly merciless. There is a complete certainty in your mind that if she has ever had any enemies, that they are gone now. She has driven you into the ground for the last two days straight, pulling you up the tree as you wake, and only returning to eat and sleep. Sometimes your siblings join you above to watch, or to learn with her on their own time, but no distractions will stop her from pushing you till you can no longer move.

Even now, thrusts and parries are becoming less a thought and more a muscle memory, and your hands reflexively curve into an appropriate grip as you think about it. You've finally gotten a break, though - Not because she thinks you ready, or acceptable, but because you had started to stink so strongly that she ordered you into the woods to bathe.

And so here you are, aching down to your bones, sisters following behind you as you head to a small dammed section of a nearby river, hoping the water will wash away the dull agony as well as the days of sweat. You can see the trees parting ahead of you, and the clean scent of running water reaches you before you can see it.

>Dive in, play around
>Get clean, relax
>You haven't actually seen yourself yet, have you?
>other(?)

>>34111939
>other
go web net fishing.

>>34111939
>You haven't actually seen yourself yet, have you?

Fishing is a good idea too.

>>34111939
>You haven't actually seen yourself yet, have you?
>Get clean, relax
Look at ourselves, first. Then get clean and relax.

>>34111939
>You haven't actually seen yourself yet, have you?
>Get clean, relax

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>34111939
>You haven't actually seen yourself yet, have you?
>Get clean, relax
I'm curious, but fuck working, relaxing time

>>34111986
>>34111995
We've been put through what sounds like Army Basic for the past two days; I don't know if we have the extra calories/protein to spare on webbing.

>>34111939
>You haven't actually seen yourself yet, have you?
>Get clean, relax

>>34112029
Spider Mama is pretty tough

>>34111939
>>You haven't actually seen yourself yet, have you?

>>34111939
>You haven't actually seen yourself yet, have you?

Don't spiders have air holes in their abdomen? I know human size lungs can't fuel a fuckhuge spider body alone. Enter the water slowly and carefully so we don't accidentally drown ourself.

>>34112029
Yeah, I doubt we're in shape to do that now, but it's a good idea for later.

If we weave nets shaped like a wind sock, closed at one end, and set them with the wide end facing up stream. Fish will just swim in and get stuck.

Alright, writing.

Looking forward to seeing ourselves, so to speak.

>>34112368
Your sisters rush past you, Aria jumping straight into the water, Sara and Elle picking their way across river-smoothed stones till they stand half submerged in the calm flow. You're still feeling sluggish from your training, and you head in at your own sedate pace, stopping at the edge of the water, upstream from your trio of sisters.

You wait at the rim, watching as the few ripples slow and vanish, and you look at yourself for the first time. Your skin is pale, the barest hint of a tan all that days of sun have managed. The arcs of your arms show the results of your mothers punishing regime; the hint of muscles apparent even now. Your face places your age somewhere around 16, childish fat thinning away and leaving an echo of your mother's beauty. Light eyebrows frame your six eyes, The reflective black orbs set evenly across your face.

In contrast to your mother's sharp features, though, your nose is slightly upturned and rounded, your cheekbones not quite as high. Your mouth is set slightly wider, the trace of a smile writ across your lips even now. Your fingers follow the contours of your face, and you wonder how closely those off pieces reflect your absent father's.

You step lightly into the water, your image erased from the surface as you drag ripples through the surface with every movement. Finding a deeper piece of river, you thoroughly dunk yourself, scrubbing away with a few scraps of cloth you brought along. There's a satisfyingly raw feeling on your skin when you resurface, lazily swimming until you reach a rock, where you drape your human half over its warm surface, and wait for the sun to take its course.

Aria has wedged herself between a pair of rocks, lying back across her spider half with a drowsy look on her face. Elle and Sara are still washing, occasionally interrupting each other with a splash of water. Thoughts flit through your head as you relax.

>Chat with your sisters(who? what about?)
>Sunbathe
>Play a little
>Other(?)

>>34113006
>>Sunbathe
We are still shit tired

>>34113006
>Chat with your sisters(who? what about?)

Lets go chat with Elle and Sara, and help them wash.

>>34113006
>Sunbathe
always good to rest after training

>>34113006
>Sunbathe
and
>Chat with your sisters

"Anything interesting happen with you while Mom was beatin- er, training me? Find anything cool in the forest?"

>>34113006
>Chat with your sisters(who? what about?)
I like >>34113081
Maybe hear what they thought of the Harpies?

>>34113006
>Chat with your sisters(who? what about?)

Have they seen any interesting things nearby? Ruins? Moths?

>>34113006
>Chat with your sisters(who? what about?)
>Sunbathe
No playing this time.

>>34113006
>>Chat with your sisters(who? what about?)
Let's talk to Aria, What has she been up to while we were getting worked to the bone

>>34113109
I miss Shoulder Harpy already

>>34113006
>Chat with your sisters(who? what about?)
Aria, about what she wants to be like, her likes and dislikes.
She's the one we interacted with the least (besides our brothers).
>Sunbathe

>>34113006
>Chat with your sisters(who? what about?)
Aria, we haven't really talked at all have we?
>Sunbathe

Counting, writing.

>>34113250
Me too mang. I hope we see her again in not too long.

Blugh, finally awake.

So, our mom is semi-punishing us for tangling with the big, bad wolf? Understandable.
Though I feel we should protest that it picked a fight with us, and not vice versa.

>>34113364
We found trouble. End of story.

>>34113364
It's not really punishment, we have a penchant to get in to fights so she's just taking the initiative and making sure that we are tough enough to survive.

>>34113397
yep, motherly protectiveness.
>>34113406
I don't think we really pick fights that much, but it is good that we're learning from her.

>>34113331
When we set out adventuring, we are taking Sara and Shoulder Harpy. Non negotiable.

>>34113588
I'm down with that.

>>34113588
Of course.

>>34113588
I'm not sure if we are going out adventuring, but I don't mind askin' 'em if we do.

>>34113588
Considering the Feather of Devotion Jin gave us, I doubt we could stop her coming with us. And we can ask Sara. She seems like a sweet, meek little thing, not sure if danger and adventure would appeal to her, but we can ask.

>>34113768
She can be the spellcaster

>>34113768
Sara does seem to have a disposition closer to Elle's.
I don't want to drag her with us into danger, if she doesn't want to.

>>34113855
Yeah, I feel sort of the same way. Don't want folk getting hurt.

But then we'd need to visit home a lot.

>>34113890
It's will be less visiting home and more visiting her, because IIRC spiders move out from home very young and we need to spread out to avoid over hunting parts of the forest.

You watch your sisters with half lidded eyes. The rocks warmth, the suns rays, they're slowly working their way through your body, loosening knotted muscles and leaving you limp across our stone of choice. The quiet sound of flowing water, the fresh forest breeze. Everything is perfect. This is perfect. You are going to lie here until everything stops hurting, and then you will lie here just a bit longer.

Aria, apparently satisfied with the sun's job drying her front, pulls herself up, and meanders towards you, picking a stone of her own to lie across. You twist your head, lying your cheek on the stone, facing your most active sister, and voice a few questions you've held.

"Aria."
"Lyra."
"How're you?"
"Mmn. Good. Hunting is good, getting easier. Have to go further into the woods. You?"
"Tired. Sore. Mom is strong."
She smiles sideways at you, eyes twinkling.
"We saw. I'm almost glad I only find the little beasts when I walk."
"She says I find trouble, but I never look for it."
She lifts herself a bit off the rock, folding her arms under her head and laughing at you. As she settles back onto the rock, looking out at your two other siblings, a wistful note enters her voice.
"What was it like?"
"Mn?"
"The beast. The fight, the thunder. The way Jin spoke..."
"It hurt. Like, my whole body froze all over, and there was a feeling of fire, and cold. And then it let go, and I was alive."
"You didn't run."
It's not an accusation, just a statement. She keeps going.]
"You fought it. I thought about it after. That night, until I fell asleep. I think- I think I would have run. Up a tree, away. Why?"
"I don't know. Didn't even think about it. It was in front of me, and JIn was yelling, and I froze. I thought it would catch me, maybe? Not up a tree, just... If I turned my back, it would get me."
"Mmn."

There's a few minutes silence between, just birds chirping and water rushing to fill the gaps.

>>34114228
"Has Sara shown you her trick?"
"Her trick?"
"Sara!"

The shout draws the attention of both girls, and they wade over to your resting places, curiosity evident in their looks. Elle glances between the two of you, and Sara wrings her hands, nervous even without reason.

"Sara, you haven't shown Lyra your trick?"
Her reply is quiet, like even her words try to avoid causing offence, trying to pass without even disturbing the air.
"She- she's always so tired when Mom's done. She eats and I give her a hug and she just falls asleep and Zach has to bring a blanket because she's too strong and I can't get away and Mom just laughs."

She speaks with a kind of breathless speed, and as you smile at her she turns her gaze down, blushing. Elle rubs her shoulder while you and Aria try to cajole her into revealing her trick.

"I'm awake now, right?"
"Mhm."
"Yeah, you can show her, yes? It's special, she'll like it!"
"Okay, I- Okay. Okay."

She scuttles forwards, rubbing her hands together again, head bowed. Then she holds her hands out towards you, palms cupped, and takes a deep breath, releasing it slowly. And not just the air, there's... an indescribable sensation in the air, like a sense you've never had before. You can feel movement, and flow, and it gathers in her hands, and then, before you is a soft glowing point of light, hanging suspended between her fingers.

>That's Amazing
>You can do magic?
>Try and touch it
>See if you can sense further (1d100)
>Other (?)

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>34114259
>That's Amazing
>You can do magic?
>See if you can sense further (1d100)
Spellblade here we come!

>>34114259
>>Try and touch it
That's really cool!

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>34114259
>That's Amazing!
>See if you can sense further (1d100)
Sara a best. But Aria is cool too. Elle second best.

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>34114259
>That's Amazing
>You can do magic?
>See if you can sense further (1d100)

>>34114259
>>That's Amazing
>>You can do magic?
That's super fucking amazing

>>34114259
>>That's Amazing
>>You can do magic?

>>34114259
>"She- she's always so tired when Mom's done. She eats and I give her a hug and she just falls asleep and Zach has to bring a blanket because she's too strong and I can't get away and Mom just laughs."

My fucking heart

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>34114259
>You can do magic? Awesome!

>See if you can sense further (1d100)

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>34114259
>That's Amazing
>You can do magic?
>See if you can sense further (1d100)
See if we cant do the same

>>34114259

Called it >>34113840

>That's Amazing
>You can do magic?
>Does Mom know?

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>34114259
>See if you can sense further (1d100)
>That's Amazing
>You can do magic?

>>34114362
The cutest.
Need Sara and shoulder-harpy in our party. Other siblings can come if they want too.

These rolls...

Alright, just shy of everything. Writing!
This post may be delayed for food.

>>34114599
We can manage QM, do what you must!

What if everyone wants to go adventuring? Can we fit 3 sisters, 2 brothers and a shoulder-harpy in the party?

>>34114907
They'll probably split up, it seems like everyone is already paired up anyway, the brothers, Elle and Aria, and Sara and Lyra

>>34114983
True, though Elle is borderline.

>>34114259
>She eats and I give her a hug and she just falls asleep and Zach has to bring a blanket because she's too strong and I can't get away and Mom just laughs."
Sara is so cute even in sleep we won't let her get away

>>34114907
>>34114983
>>34115022
I think a good portion of us will just stay in the forest.

>>34115510
She's cute, and we need to spend more time conscious.

>>34114599
Hay REQM do we consciously remember our previously life?

>>34115562
Yes

>>34114599
You blink rapidly, propping yourself up on your elbows as you stare transfixed at the floating point of light in your sister's hands. Sara's blush deepens, spreading across her neck, and she tries to hide behind her own arms, pulling her shoulders up and ducking down, as though she was invisible as long as she couldn't see you.

"Sara, That's amazing. You're amazing."
One eye peeks above her arms, barely able to accept the praise you're trying to heap on her. You reach a hand out towards the ball, but you restrain yourself. You can feel a sort of warmth, not a heat, but a radiating sense of power, and you can trace the flow towards your sister, a slow curl of strength arcing out from her core to form the little glow.

"It's magic, Sara. You can do magic!" Tired as you are, you can't stop the grin from breaking over your face, and you laugh with the kind of bubbly giddiness that only excitement can bring. You reach past her hands, and grab each arm gently, pulling the astounded little girl into a hug over your sunning rock.

She barely responds, a tiny 'eep' escaping as curl your arms around her.
"You're a mage, you've got magic! You have to tell Mom, she'll be so proud!"
"I- n-no, it's, it's just a little light, it's not-"
"It's magic. It's special, Sara."

>>34115698
You can feel the tendril of power evaporate as she releases her spell, and she wraps her arms you, leaning into the hug and burying her face into your shoulder.

"You really think so? That it's something special?" Her voice wavers a bit, unsure even now. You pull a hand free and pat her back, both your other sister's joining in and stroking her hair, putting a hand on her shoulder. Quiet reassurances that make her tighten the hug with a fierce sort of strength.

"She'll be so happy, Sara. We'll go, and well tell her together, you'll see."

You can feel her mouthing words into your shoulder, muffled as they are. 'Thank-you', over and over.

The return trip is uneventful, just a quiet walk back through the woods to your treetop home. Sara doesn't let go of your hand, even for a minute, blushing all the way there. You find your brothers sprawled about the nest, probably tired from another of their absurd competitions, a huge pile of bundled food next to them. Mom is knitting together more clothing, holding it up to the light to check its size.

>How do you want to tell her?
>Blurt it out
>Try and push Sara forward, get her to say it
>Wait for one of your sisters to speak up


>Food is now coming out of the oven, Ill be back in 30.

>>34115730
>Try and push Sara forward, get her to say it
Adorable.
Let's hope mom doesn't have a shocking distaste for magic or whatever.

>>34115730
>Try and push Sara forward, get her to say it
Sara is cute

>>34115730
>Try and push Sara forward, get her to say it
2cute

>>34115730
>Try and push Sara forward, get her to say it

Sara a cute. Best little sister.

>>34115730
>Try and push Sara forward, get her to say it
Come on, Sara. It's alright, we've got your back.

>>34115730
>Try and push Sara forward, get her to say it
We're the proudest big sis.

>>34115783
>>34115795
>>34115799
I guess it's unanimous: Sara is cute.

>Try and push Sara forward, get her to say it

we will build her confidence up one way or another

>>34115730
>Try and push Sara forward, get her to say it
If that fails
>Blurt it out

Hug her like a big cuddly toy while we're doing it.

>>34115829
I wanted to break the unaniminity with a
>blurt it out
but instead chose not to vote.

>>34115763
Nah, our dad's a mage.

>>34115730
>>Try and push Sara forward, get her to say it

Neck and neck, another close vote.
In other news, homemade pizza is delicious.

>>34116627
>homemade pizza
My nigga

>>34116739
>>34116627
Spiders don't get pizza. I don't think we even get cooking.

>>34116627
I know what you mean

>>34116627

>>Try and push Sara forward, get her to say it

Incoming sensory overload.

You nudge Sara forward with one of your central legs, silently urging her on. Her fingers twine around yours, but she represses a little shiver and steps forward.
"Ah, Uhm. Mom."
She spares a glance at the two of you, a little smile as your sister tries to work up her nerve.
"Yes, dearheart?"
Sara is staring straight down now, face red as her breath catches and she tries to force her way forward.
"I-um, I. Th-that is, I. I'm."
She's taking shallow breaths now, chest rising and falling rapidly, and you give her hand a squeeze, trying to impart a little courage to your smallest sister. Her had snaps up as she takes a deep breath, blurting it all out in one string of syllables.
"LyrasaysImmagic-I c-can do magic, butitsjustlittlelightsbutshesaysImspecial-"

Your mother looks over at her hyperventilating daughter, and stands in one smooth motion, folding her half-finished knitting as her legs pull her up.
She covers the distance in a few easy steps, wrapping her arms your sister, smiling warmly as she pats down her hair. Sara has a death grip on your hand, slowly lessening as her breathing returns to a normal level, short spasmic breaths making way for long ones as she goes limp in her mother's arms.
She gets really wound up.

Your mother makes soft, delighted noises as she comforts Sara, her smile so proud it reaches her eyes, happiness clear across every bit of her face.
"Mmm, look at you, little ones. Already so strong."
She pulls back a little, still patting the small spider as she speaks.
"We still have some of your father's books! But you'll have to learn plainspeech first, yes."
She glances around at the rest of your siblings with a wry look.
"I am thinking that there won't be many of you staying near, yes. Perhaps all of you should be learning. There is a box of books in our tree, next to the sword. Lyra, bring us one with pictures, yes? We will start with something simple. Simpler, anyhow. Your father is one for making stories, not carrying them with him."

>>34117995
Yuss picturebook time

>>34117995
It takes a bit to extricate yourself from Sara's grasp, but you make your way up and into the tree, returning shortly after with a large book full of illustrations clenched between your hands. Your mother plucks it from yor grip, and all of your siblings arrange themselves in front of her as she cracks it open to its first page.

"An Encyclopaedia of thine monstrous races, indispensable for the common adventurer," She laughs out loud as she reads. "Your father and I had fun with this. The author thought harpies had beaks, and arachnes faces opened into horrible pincers so we could devour children." She shakes her head slowly, remembering something far away. "I am thinking 'common adventurers' do not get very far following this advice."

She sets about reading lines in plainspeech, then repeating them in forest, underlining the words on each page as she goes, though she takes time to show off the ridiculous drawings of monster 'anatomy'. There's an image of the black wolf you fought off- but sliced in half revealing that the author believed its stomach was in fact a storm cloud, and that the wolves climbed to the tops of trees to devour the sky and power themselves.

You're not entirely certain whether that, or the fact that everyone accepts lightning spewing wolves as fact is more ridiculous.

Roll a d100, see how much plainspeech you've picked up.
Pick an event or two, and roll even more dice.

>Reading and Magic with Sara
>Hunting with Aria
>Racing your brothers
>More practice with Mom
>Elle is getting good at weaving and knitting
>Other(?)

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>34118043
>Reading and Magic with Sara
>Elle is getting good at weaving and knitting

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>34118043
and I choose
>Elle is getting good at weaving and knitting
Because I also want to be good at weaving and knitting.

Though I really want to get the
>reading
half of the
>reading and magic
part with saria.
We can't magic, but reading is super cool and I want it.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>34118043
>More practice with Mom
>Elle is getting good at weaving and knitting
We still aren't very good at knitting

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>34118043
>Elle is getting good at weaving and knitting
>Hunting with Aria
I love Sara but I want to see more of our other sisters.

>>34118043
>Racing your brothers
>More practice with Mom
we hardly ever do anything with the brothers

>>34118092
Can we see our other sisters, but also get some plainspeak?
It's just so fucking invaluable.

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>34118043
>More practice with Mom
>Reading and Magic with Sara
Got to git gud at that spearing and reading

>>34118043
>Reading and Magic with Sara
>More practice with Mom

With those rolls it looks like we're not going to be the fastest at picking up plainspeak.

>>34118099
Yeah, that is true as well.

It's actually surprisingly difficult to choose which siblings to hang out with.

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>These rolls
Geez we are bad at studying

I'm gonna need a lot more dice, sorry.
Throw down 3d100 at a time, one for each bit.

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>34118043
>Reading and Magic with Sara

Rolled 13, 43, 92 = 148 (3d100)

>>34118156
Well maybe it's just a little boring.
>>34118167
oh, okay

Rolled 85, 17, 89 = 191 (3d100)

>>34118167
We can do that

Rolled 40, 93, 29 = 162 (3d100)

>>34118167
heh

>>34118043
quite frankly all these things are wonderful uses of a day.

Rolled 80, 45, 90 = 215 (3d100)

>>34118167
Here goes

Rolled 27, 71, 46, 13 = 157 (4d100)

>>34118043
>Reading and Magic with Sara
>More practice with Mom
>Elle is getting good at weaving and knitting
I think these three are pretty important, if we can't do all of them we can drop weaving and knitting

OP, there's demand for time spent hanging out with all of our family members.

We might not be able to do all of them right now, but it's something to think about.

>>34118389
Mom's not too keen on you leaving just yet. There'll be time for everything eventually, this is just for tomorrow.

Practice and reading won! Mom might've been distracted by Sara's new talent, but you couldn't escape.
Weaving was a close third. I'll skip the skill up and add some Elle time in.

Vote for a hat you'd like. Spider fashion.

>>34118533
any hat? I say a fedora

>>34118533
Bows and ribbons.

Rolled 88, 52, 94, 34 = 268 (4d100)

>>34118533
>>34118591
Bows and Ribbons

>>34118591
A thick woven ribbon to tie back our hair?

>>34118591
>>34118606
>>34118614
also acceptable would be a wide-brimmed sun hat.

>>34118591
Yeah, bows and ribbons sound good.

>>34118533
A bonnet

>>34118533
A sun hat, large and to keep the sun out of our eyes.

>>34118533

A ribbons, bows and ties.

>>34118686
Yeah. A sun hat would be really nice.

RIbbons for when we are looking pretty, a sunhat for when we are out on the explore.

>>34118686
>>34118614
Either or both of these are good.

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>>34119035
Hair ribbon+sunhat is a best.

Alternatively, we can put a ribbon on the hat itself.

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>>34118533
This kind of hat.

>>34119141
This is also pretty cute, might be late though

>>34118533

Panties

>>34119230
How would that work on a spidergirl?
Wear them on our head?

>>34119268

It is a vote for headwear, after all.

The evening passes like any other, and you settle into a pile with your sister after you've eaten your fill of the days hunt.
As morning rolls around, though, you find yourself being shaken awake. A bleary glance around shows you the sun barely beginning to peek above the horizon, long shadows stretching through the forest.

Sara, however, is uninterested in your ability to tell time. She has the evening's book clenched firmly in her hands, and the girl is nearly vibrating with excitement. You rub the back of your hand across your eyes to clear them, and raise the blanket one handed with a yawn, offering her the spot next to you.

She skitters in so fast her chitin clacks off of yours, settling down beneath the blanket and snuggling up next to you. The sun's rays aren't reaching the canopy just yet, and your little sister calls up a tiny ball of light to illuminate the pages as you help her through, correcting her words where you need to, and underlining any letters she's struggling to get. Plainspeech isn't quite the language of your previous life, but bits of it are close enough that you picked it up much faster than your siblings.

Sara keeps trying to race ahead, but you take your time working through the book with her, making sure she understands each word before you move on. You figure magic tomes aren't the sort of thing you want to risk a mistake on.

By the time the sun is creeping above the trees, the rest of your family is stirring, and Sara has a firm grasp on plainspeech, if a rather limited vocabulary. You suspect the book is written in an older version of the language - Long, dry words and stuffy descriptions seem like the sort of thing people wouldn't use day to day.

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A shadow creeps over the pages, and you look up to find your mother standing over you, wearing a smile you're getting more familiar with. The kind you suspect she wears hunting, or maybe when she's in the midst of a 'good' fight. Sara throws you a guilty look before scuttling away, leaving you to your fate. As she goes though, you note you can kind of sense where she is, tracing her spark of magic even without seeing her. Maybe it'll be useful in the future, though in your present predicament of being dragged up the side of the tree to be thoroughly flattened by your mother, its hard to see so far.

At the very least, your ridiculous rate of growth seems to extend to your training. You can go further without exhausting yourself, and by the time a late lunch rolls around, despite your lengthening hair plastered to your head, you're still ready for more. You tear into your food, gorging yourself on the latest catch and washing it all down with gulps of water. You can actually eat smaller bits now, having grown in enough teeth that you no longer need to slurp all your meals.

>>34119467
Jesus, stop making Sara so cute, my heart can't take much more abuse.

>>34119505
There's a tug at your hair, and you manage to half turn your head to see Elle behind you. She gives you a small smile, and gently pulls your hair out of your face, working a wide ribbon into it and tying it behind your head. You nod and thank her, and she pulls a wide hat down over her eyes before she tells you "You're welcome," and follows Aria back out of the nest. Maybe you can ask for one of your own, she seems to enjoy weaving in her spare time.

Your mother returns to drag you back to the training ground, and is so delighted to find you still able to walk unassisted that she doubles the afternoons sparring, leaving you as an immobile heap. You wind up rappelling down the tree to the nest in the evening unwilling and unable to clamber your way down the side. The warmth of the wind and the soft sound of your mothers lullaby soothes you into sleep even with your aching body. You curl next to Sara with a smile on your face, and you dream of a vast forest, full of glowing points of light that warmed you with each touch.

>That's it for today. Next thread will be looking at Friday 2PM EST. I might be able to run a Saturday thread this week, but I'll have to see.
>Comments and Questions while I hang around for a bit.
>Are ask.fm's a good thing? Are the little post-thread sessions enough?

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Well my vision is starting to blur which mean it's time I get some sleep, so good night my fellow anons and may our adorable spider have much luck and success.

>>34119571
Thanks for running! Fun as always.

>>34119559
Gotta watch out for that little sister.
>>34119571
Our mother is really pushing us hard here. We must have scared her good with that wolf thing.

Anyways, see you friday! I like the frequency of these threads.

>>34119571
Ask.fms are okay, but I never use them.
As for questions, uh, hmm. What actually WAS on the inside of that wolf? Did we find out?

If we cut it open and found a stormcloud, i'd re-evaluate that monster book a bit.

>>34119571
Thanks for running! I like the post-thread sessions and I think they're a fine length.

I also want to say that I am happy with the pacing of this quest. It is moving steadily toward adulthood, but it doesn't seem to be racing there. This is allowing us to build up relationships a lot more than if there were large timeskips.

>>34119571
thanks for running

Anyone else ready to be the Quelaag to Sara's Quelana?

>>34119784
Please no. I don't want such a fate to befall Sara.

>>34119784
Oh no, that would make me sd

>>34119616
Shrugging off the lightning was a pretty big deal. It was an evolved type monster, so killing as a kid was a surprise for her.

>>34119642
You ate the wolf with your siblings. None of you suffered any electrocutions - Your best guess would be magic.
The fact of the matter is that some types of monsters, and some evolutions gain elemental abilities. They're not actually magic, just a kind of elemental control and generation.

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>>34119602
Thank-you. Ill keep in mind the comments, and I'll stick with post thread sessions for now rather than clutter up my bar with more links to mind.

>>34119850
don't forget to archive (and to post a link to them at the start of the thread)

>>34119916
I'll add it to my notes

Well, this was a fun spidering. I need to think up better questions next time.

I want more slice of life. ;_;

It's just too cute and heart warming. The simply thought of separating the family makes me despair. Advnture can wait a little bit longer!

Also, no matter how big the MC and siblings arw now, I keep imagining thm as adorable little kids. Damned insanely fast growth rates!

>>34122100
The growth rates are weird, to be sure. But I suppose it's fine.