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[_thuringwethil]

*spends the day covertly watching Pharazon's movements*

*can't help but cackle over his lack of beard*

*eventually gets bored and goes to find Shelob to share her findings with her, and possibly dinner*

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[_shelob]

*busy spinning webs aka the spider-version of sitting and knitting*

[_thuringwethil]

*descends upon you*

'ello there. Well, Pharazon's got a bald chin. It's most amusing.

[_shelob]

That ssoundss like a good thing. I SSO disslike hair caught between my teeth.

[_thuringwethil]

Well, he appears to be growing it back unfortunately.

*deposits a barely-breathing peasant at your feet*

Dinner?

[_shelob]

Ooooh lovely of you to bring take-out. :)

[_thuringwethil]

Well, I figured we can both discuss Pharazon's movement over a civilized meal...

[_shelob]

*rips the arm off the still-living peasant*

Of courssse.

[_thuringwethil]

*produces a goblet from somewhere to catch the arterial spray*

*takes a sip of the still-warm blood*

Ahhh...

[_shelob]

*drinks right from the 'bottle'*

[_thuringwethil]

That bastard IS going to pay. He had the NERVE to insinuate that I'm FAT.

[_shelob]

You? Oh be ssserious.

[_thuringwethil]

Well, I didn't think so, but STILL. Just ANOTHER reason to make him SUFFER. >:|

...

And thank you.

[_shelob]

*grins*

*chows down on her arm*

[_thuringwethil]

*grins back*

*looks at the web you were working on*

So... how long does it take you to put together something like that?

[_shelob]

Not long. Ssstarted thiss one today. *has eight arms, after all*

[_thuringwethil]

*nods*

Impressive. Can't quite manage things like that. The claws get in the way.