Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-32273133-20190922132453

This search has dropped them in the middle of a dense forest somewhere in Forengard. Neither of them look pleased about it. Korin has a compass on a chain around her neck, but when she checks it, the needle has stopped moving.

“Are we lost?” Hanoi asks. “Your magical compass is broken.”

“No,” Korin replies. “We’re wandering. It’s not the same thing.”

“I didn’t think it counted as wandering if we were looking for someone.”

“Sometimes you have to wander in order to find clues.”

“Yeah, but wouldn’t it be easier to—“ Hanoi stops in his tracks. “Oh no.”

“What is it?” Korin stops too and looks back at him.

“I just walked through a spiderweb,” Hanoi groans.

Korin looks like she’s about to tell him to get over it when the spider—evidently still on the web—crawls into view on his forehead. Hanoi slams his eyes shut. It’s very large, and brightly coloured—likely either magical or poisonous.

“Don’t move,” Korin says.

“Not gonna.”

Do you approach? 