Rana gave Zanword one of her looks, before pointedly glancing at the amount of webbing covering the trees going forward into the grove; and the marked absence of anything resembling a deklo tree... "This wasn't done by a single pair, boy. Balance isn't *that* easily disturbed... Or righted. If the thing ever existed at all," she darkly muttered to herself at the end.
As proof, Rana extended her cane and prodded one if the little spiders to climb on. "Tell me little one," she asked, not unkindly, "are you free to leave this place now?"
If Bekah's attempt at communication didn't succeed, she'll add, bringing it close to her face: "And could you maybe ask this female here a few things as a favor for an old, old lady?"
OOC: Beast Speech on a normal spider, please (or the same one maybe?). She'll bribe/reward it with bits of food, of course
OOC: Correct me if I'm wrong on the scale of the webbed area(s) please, EB
Hommlet/Inn of the Welcome Wench
“I’m foine,” Emmyr assured Zandward and the others. He found a log to sit and sulk on as the old woman tended to the female spider creature. He pulled out a flask and took a sip to calm his nerves, eyes keeping constant watch on the myriad of webs around them.
The female ettercap draws back from Bekha, her body language plainly telling the half-elf it is afraid, but it doesn't seem to understand her. There is worry in every single eye of the creature, and that seems like a lot of worry.
The little spider crawling up the witch's cane soon squeaks out a "Yes, yes!! Not drawn to the center not compelled to stay."
Hearing this the dwarf notices a few cat and dog sized spiders heading away from the group. Looking to the ground he sees dozen of small spiders heading off in the same direction.
"Hmm,"Bekah purses her lips in consternation, she generally couldn't do her tricks on creatures that didn't understand her. As Emmyr pointed out the spiders seeming to leave in droves, she shrugs and steps back.
"Well something has changed," she looked about at the dead spiders. Was it them? Or something else entirely. "Is something coming?"