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In the later hours, Miz'ri could be seen on the bench with her spiders tearing the threads of the bolts she retrieved and put in the temple cache. She would spend hours and hours making pieces that seemed to be relatively humanoid. The weaving was rather meticulous and even though every strand of silk was slightly different, the way it was weaved was almost if trying to draw as many spider shapes as possible with the threads, but obviously none of them magnificent, and the end result looked like somewhat similar to what someone describe as a spiderweb zombie.

Finding the sole creation suitable for her liking, she brought the lifeless figure near the edge of the water, enlisting the help of several males in the area to carry it. Once arrived, she tied a noose under its arms and dropped an alchemist's fire flask on top of it, burning it rather quickly. The loose ends and the stripped silk burned first. After a few moments, she kicked the flaming web zombie into the seawater and grabbed on the noose, catching it, and hauling it back over the edge. She untied the noose and had the males bring it back to the bench where she'd spend so much time working. After applying tighter seams, she seemed pleased with the result. With a sharp dagger, she carefully carved eight sockets into its head, in careful small circles.

Left just inside what is considered Qu'ellar Lolarox, seen carried by a different group of males. It seemed to weigh over 450 pounds for anyone who would try to lift it. Near the feet of the cloth that such a creation was created on, two things sat on either side. The first was eight obsidian rocks, all of nearly the exact same quality and size, spherical, and look to fit in those sockets. The other thing that was left was a note.

Outside the folded flap wrote:

Lolarox

Inside the folded flap wrote:

Make it alive?

A certain mage in the Lolarox compound paces around the construct of webs, examining every inch of it. He picks up the note left, reading it over before folding it up and putting it inside a pocket.

"You'll make a fine guardian."

Miz'ri could be seen weaving more of them in her spare time. Given the amount amassed in the coffers, and from what she said in front of qu'ellar Lolarox, she will be looking to make at least nine more.

Ulviir is busy working hard on the Silk/spider golem inside house lolarox; He is drafting up a blueprint, a guide sort of, from his past research of golems.

[IC] A Strange Work of Art

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