Fear. Despair. Hopelessness. Resentment. Anger. Delicious. Palpable in the air. It felt like it could taste it with every movement of it's tentacles, as it darted through the shadows, examining each cell. It searched for the unwary, the sleeping, the dying. It had made a habit of feeding on the life of the weak, the essence of the helpless, and there was plenty of both to be found here. The sores from it's feasting were often attributed to the former denizens of the dungeon, which by now were just a memory- lifeless husks of fur and bone. They had only satisfied it for A time, for they were not strong enough to provide food... their essences were so small, barely worth hunting down.
Now though, it, and it alone, was the beast in the shadows, finding nourishment from other's pain. It was sentient-to an extent- it's true intelligence not active, bestial behaviors controlling it's actions for the time being. It's appearance was akin to a spider in shape, however, the difference was that it was larger then a spider-the size of a common dog-and it was covered in overlapping armor plates, as black as obsidian. It's eyes glowed an eerie blue, looking like a piece of the ocean trapped in glass, the color constantly swirling about. Ten legs sprouted outwards from it's center, two of which, located just below it's eyes, appeared more like fangs then actual legs, for it kept then retracted unless feeding or defending itself. Each leg was segmented, able to extend to a surprising length if need be, though it preferred to travel with the legs scrunched up, providing a smaller profile and able to sneak into into smaller spaces. This was not the only interesting fact about it's legs however, not in the least. Each leg ended in a unbearably sharp point, able to slice through many surfaces with ease. At each tip was an opening, able to expand and retract at will, also able to exert high amounts of suction, perfect for draining fluids... or an essence. They could also taste, these tentacles-for this seemed more apt a term then mere "legs"-And it had found that out of all things, humanoids tasted best.
Even though it had been targeting the weak, the stronger always tasted better, sustained it longer... so it began to hunt larger and stronger prey. Not always the strong in body, for the real food was in the essence, the will of the victims. Since it had began to hunt here, it had grown increasingly dissatisfied with the menu. At first it had been glad, overjoyed even... for as long as it did not completely drain anyone, leaving them a ragged pile of skin and bones, it could eat almost infinitely here, without the problems of hunters and investigators that were encountered after feeding on the peoples elsewhere. But now, it began to grow, and it needed something better then these pitiful specimens, it needed something stronger, whom it was possible to suck dry, gaining all the nutrition it could... there was a change coming in it, and it knew that if it did not build up the reserves to see the change through, it would perish, after living so long... after waiting until it was right to resurface-now it's sleeping intellect stirred-prodded by the musing of the crude bestial mind. It would -not- lose now, it would grow, and become strong again... and wreak vengeance on those who had brought it so low... it would become what it once was...yesssss . Abruptly the intellect shut down, knowing that it would drain to much of the precious essence it had been collecting if it were to remain active to long. Now, instead of searching for the unaware, it switched it's target to someone, anyone, who was unusually strong, resolved... oh so tasty. And after much scuttling between the sordid cells of the dungeon, it found what it was looking for. A female essence, burning bright compared to the others here, defiant, stubborn... so alive. So inviting.... it could -almost- taste already... the emotions swirling around her, so powerful, almost paralyzing in their delectable traces... it could not pass this by. It crept, slowly forward, attempting to enter the cell quietly. It had almost accomplished this when one of it's searching tentacles bumped into a lose stone, which was then sent clattering across the floor. It hissed urgently, sensing it's error, and froze, dimming it's eyes, willing it's dark frame to blend with the floor until suspicion passed. It watched warily, and waited to see the response of the prey... it was not going to run now, not after that tantalizing taste...
(( OOc: Erm... first rp post, one of my first forum posts to boot... I hope I didn't break any rules or anything :shock: If I did I apologize, just let me know and I won't do it again. I hope the post is ok... length and quality and such. Anyway, I don't actually plan on it eating you, I was thinking more of a partnership thing possibly, wherever you want to take it. Sorry the ooc is so long xD I had a lot to say. Enjoy ^_^ I hope lol ))
