I chose the image of the spider as inspiration for today’s 20-minute sprint. Using characters from the project I started for Camp NaNoWriMo back in April. For a little context, Hannah is from our modern world and was transported into the fantasy world in the scene below. I’m trying to leave out most of the world building stuff for this exercise, but hopefully the character and story parts will come through alright.
Title: Meeting the Enemy
After weeks of travel and training with both the locals and her fellow Champions, Hannah was ready to meet this being from another plane to figure out how she could protect this world from it. She still wasn’t entirely sure she bought into the idea that the only way to do that was to kill the creature. She also wasn’t entirely sure what the previous Champions described when they defeated their opponents was death.
She’d asked to go alone, since everything she’d learned seemed to indicate that she should be relatively safe but any of the local people could be killed just from getting to near this thing. She’d been a little surprised when everyone agreed to that plan, but there she was, walking alone down the streets of the empty city.
The buildings weren’t very tall, maxing out at five stories, but they had a certain charm to them. They all had the kind of embellishments she associated with Victorian era homes, but the architecture she’d expect in an Asian country with the wooden structures, sliding walls, and easy ways to add ventilation. It was an interesting combination, but she liked it.
She’d been told that the being had arrived a few months ago, and had attacked anyone that came near it, and managed to drive the inhabitants out of the city entirely before taking up residence near the center of town on the central tower. They’d all said that it was twice the size of the larger animals they used for riding and pulling carriages, which made it about twice the size of an ox. Hannah held the Scepter loosely in her right hand, and had a slim sword hanging at her side. She’d enjoyed fencing in College, so she’d kept with it recreationally since. The locals seemed to like that she had something they saw as martial training. She still wasn’t used to the weight of the real sword compared to a fencing foil though.
When she came to the end of the road and walked into the main square, she paused and looked around. The Champions had indicated that she should know the being when she saw it. There was something about humans like her that could recognize the other-planar beings.
Hannah looked across the paving stones and didn’t see anything. She did have the strange feeling that she was being watched though.
She examined the fronts of all the buildings, looking for signs that one might be inhabited. And then she looked up at the tower itself.
The tower was made of a pink stone that glittered slightly in the bright mid-day sun. Hannah’s eyes tracked upward, admiring the carved ornaments at the corners of each story. And then she was looking at the top story of the tower.
It was a spider.
That was her first thought. It was just a spider hanging down between her and the tower.
Hannah shifted to one side, but the spider didn’t move. It was resting against the tower, it’s black body gleaming in the light and the yellow markings along it’s back and legs seeming to shift and move as she looked at it.
The spider lifted one leg, and Hannah saw the shadow of it move against the tower.
It was a spider.
From front legs to back it was nearly two stories long, which made it about ten meters she guessed. That made the body itself about ten meters long.
“You have got to be kidding me,” Hannah said out loud.
The spider’s head moved.
You do not run from me.
The voice wasn’t something she’d heard. It was more like how the previous Champions spoke to her from the Scepter.
“You can hear me?” she asked, curious if it understood her.
They all run from me.
“You tried to eat them, of course they ran from you,” Hannah muttered.
I was not trying to eat them.
“Well, it sure looked like it to them. And that means you can hear me and understand me.”
“So, why are you here and what do you want?” Hannah asked. If it was intelligent, she might as well ask the questions.
I did not choose to be here.
“That makes two of us. So what do you want now that you’re here?”
Hannah saw the spider’s head tilt one way and then another. It was a mannerism more like a dog or a cat, when they were trying to listen to their human talking to them.
What do I want?
“Yeah, what do you want?” If the answer was to go home, maybe she didn’t have to kill it. Hannah rather liked spiders most of the time. They were useful.