Been a week since the last
William Reed
Shane
post, so I hope you don't mind if I narrate a lil
The two fearless hunters prowl forward, eager to dive into another gruesome struggle for life or death, another tale to tell at the next meeting of the Abbey.
The trail is easy to see, droplets and gobbets of things that were never meant to see the light of day are splattered in only one direction, until, finally, they hear it.
The sound of chewing.
Wet and gristly, with the occasional punctuation of brittle bone.
And then they see it. The thing, on the ceiling. The thing with the body of a centipede, the claws of a scorpion, a human head speckled with dozens of eyes, and spilling out of its stretched jaw was a horrible mass of clattering, chitinous spider fangs. Which would have been horrifying enough if it had been the size of a dog...but this was a centipede, and each of its legs was the size of dog's leg, making this monstrosity massive, almost 10 feet long, and it screamed at them as soon as it caught sight. Screamed, and went skittering towards another exhibit to their right, a small room with no other exit...
If you go into the room, roll Initiative.
I will also accept Int+Occult rolls, or any other roll y'all would like
Saber Sloth
Tasi Morgan
(Shane tagged above).