In shadowed woods, where sunlight fears to tread,
A spider's daughter walks, her path blood-red.
Through twisted paths, to Witchlight Inn she came,
Her heart aflame, with Lolth's holy name.
Before the bridge, a village lies in sleep,
Fae whispers twist, their slumber cursed and deep.
Two elves, their spades stained crimson in the sun,
Their fate entwined, their bloody work begun.
Deception's cloak, a mask so fair,
But beneath it lies, a soul laid bare.
The Queen of Spiders whispers in my ear,
Her chosen daughter, weaving webs of dread.
With spider's grace, a web of lies she weaves,
Disguised as kin, a rival priestess deceives.
In shadows veiled, her true intent takes hold,
A dance of death, as stories yet untold.
The drows' facade, masks so carefully worn,
Reveals the truth, of vengeance to be sworn.
A battle's cry, as steel meets elven blade,
Lolth's will be done, no mercy to be swayed.
Deception's cloak, a mask so fair,
But beneath it lies, a soul laid bare.
The Queen of Spiders whispers in my ear,
Her chosen daughter, weaving webs of dread.
Beskar's might, a storm that knows no bounds,
Chet's incantations, echoing mystic sounds.
C'Nut's melodies, a chilling, mournful song,
As spider's daughter claims where she belongs.
The tendrils bind the false daughter, a venomous kiss,
As spider's swarm consumes, a sacrifice to the abyss.
An offering to Lolth, the goddess dark and dread,
The spider's chosen, her vengeance fed.
Though doubts may linger, her faith burns bright,
A spider's heart, consumed by darkest night.
The path is chosen, the die is cast,
Lolth's will be done, her vengeance amassed.
In moonlit shadows, her destiny unfolds,
A temple's doom, a tale yet untold.
With spider's touch, the sacred ground defiled,
The spider's daughter, Lolth's chosen child.