The Forest
Korē was leading a detachment of warriors on a patrol along the extreme eastern border of the Empire. The Naga and Lisard folk had been raiding into the empire with increasing frequency, patrols had reduced that attack, but a presence had needed to be maintained. Her unit was lightly armed and armoured, the muggy heat making it difficult to patrol in full gear, a few hundred warriors slowly made their way though the unkept roads of the borders. Without warning Korē feels a sharp pain in her neck, her hand instinctively slapping at the pain. She sees in her hand a tiny spider dead and curled up. She has no time to think before she feels her limbs becoming heavy, her eyes widening as her body collapses under her, falling onto her side on the dirt road. Fully paralysed she watches as chaos breaks out in her formation, Horse sized spiders barrel into them at speed, cashing them to scatter. Many break and attempt to flee into the trees just to become tangled in masses of webs st...