Great Queen,
I speak to you now after facing swarms of spiders in the depths below, I fell to the darkness twice in a flurry of legs and eyes and poison. I awoke once to the paladin who seems to be blessed with great healing powers and for a moment forgot my identity in front of them, and the second time to the drow, who I have perhaps misjudged.
A companion fell to the great spider, and I was sure she had passed beyond the veil, but by some miracle lived. The young tiefling claims to be a wizard and has the power of foresight, but could not stop the onslaught of the Phase spider whose sting I had felt also. Mother Winter perhaps did not wish to claim her yet or perhaps she manipulated fate herself? She rests now recovering under the Apothecary’s care, before we journey back down to remove the remaining spiders.
I need more power. Tell me what I must do, please, I am not strong enough.
Bless me with your power, your devoted servant.