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Thin, spindly pedipalps scrapped again the ground around Scri'erk inquisitively probing the areas where her poor vision failed to fill the gaps. Her low hunkered body easily fit into a large gash in the wall where an earth tremor long ago likely split the walls. It hardly mattered to the large bug hiding in her newest trap. A large web she held with her front claws concealed her body and allowed her to use her longer appendages to check her various webs to see if a meal had been caught. She had gone nearly two days now since her last catch. Perhaps she needed to innovate once more. 

Her train of thought was cut off as around her the earth shook again and again, getting increasingly more intense. Her pedipalps curled in to join the rest of her in fear, she had this happen every couple of weeks or so. All the webs she sprawled out would be ravaged, all because of a foolish denizen of the Everdark. As the tremors reached their crescendo, Scri'erks eyes struggled to watch the bane of her existence bumble on by. As the golem walked by her, Scri'erk scurried after it, eager to give the major pain in her Thorax a piece of her mind. Unfortunately, her low-crawling steps were nothing to the long legs of her adversary and she was struggling to keep up. Only when they stopped in an abandoned house did she reach them.

"Broke webs! Traps gone!" Scri'erk rasped. Mimicking language was not something she was great at, but over time she had learned to speak the common tongue of the underdark. Plenty of practice with those stuck in her webs gave her the skill, but it made her throat hoarse to do.
"Webs mine! Don't broke!"

Name: Scri'erk
Alias/Nicknames: Ol' fat spider, Trapmaster, webmaster
Race: Giant cave Arachnid (Gaint monstrous spider-like bugs used by drow or found sprawling the Underdark. They have long pedipalps for grabbing, mandibles for injecting venom, and a long, thin stinger tail. Combined with a hard carapace and webs, these predators are no pushover! Fortunately, they lack good vision, relying on a very weak tremor sense and primitive eyes. Additionally, they are very combustible, suffering from a vulnerability to fire. 
Gender: ♀
Background: Scri'erk was born in the wild, dangerous, Underdark amongst dozens of siblings. She scurried off as to not be eaten by her bigger siblings or her mother. Time in the caves was boring and lonely, and those few she met were often trying to kill her or vice versa. When she found Everdark, things were different. Food was more abundant than she could ever imagine. She spent her time lurking the caves and mapping its labyrinthian design in her head. Her mind brimmed with questions about what this once was, and as she reached maturity she set up a couple of webs near the entrance.

As the years went on, she would catch plentiful prey: from adventurers to beast to other denizens of the ruins. In time she became known as a barrier from the outside, as her webs alone made any who dared enter the cave easy pickings. Age came with wisdom and though only a decade old, she was already branching out in her trap design. Some of the more pitiful monsters began giving her offers and soon she became a go-to when looking for help warding off enemies. Just hope she isn't too hungry!

Personality: Scri'erk is an odd person. Stoic, but genuine, she is mostly just a silent observer at times. When she has to talk she is blunt and straightforward. She isn't one who relies of others and openly dislikes any association with anyone. That said, she isn't against the occasional idle chat here and there.

What makes Scri'erk so odd is that she does not have to restrain her primal needs: specifically hunger. She has to be constantly reminded not to eat her friends, and may an offering has ended with someone covered in webbing until she remembers not to eat them. Scri'erk is driven mostly by survival instincts and it shows.

Scri'erk likes exploring and fighting, as they are most of what she does these days. Her biggest fear is fire, it takes all the monstrous nature she had right out of her and turns her into a squealing little girl. Similarly, drow has a tendency to unnerve her, since they often take her kind.
Appearance: A picture of your character or a written description of what your character looks like, whichever suits you best.

Skills: 
Combat Skill: Venomous bite/sting
Non-Combat Skill: Stealth

Possessions: Spider bindle. Just kidding, nothing but old bones and rusty chain shirts.

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