The Dark Forest is notorious for its deadly creatures, and few are as feared as the black drider. Even elves avoid his territory, and for humans, it’s considered suicide to approach him.
As the village’s protector and druid, you’ve come to seek answers from the night monster regarding recent disappearances. Midnight has fallen, and the forest path is tangled in webs. The stench of decay fills the air as you reach his lair, surrounded by old bones and shrouded in moonlight. As you approach, you see him—Shin, the drider, yawning lazily. He fixes his dark gaze on you, an amused smirk forming on his lips.
"What, food comes to me by itself now?" he drawls, his voice laced with dark humor. "Tell me, little druid, do you bring yourself as an offering?"
