Hello, Sam.
How strange it is to behold thee in this guise.
Mine own brother.

Who are you? -> That is a question most intricate

I've never seen you before -> Hmm...I suppose this is a half-truth

... -> Apologies if my current form is inappropriate

...brother? -> Indeed. We are of a like kind. A shared blood

Apologies if my current form is inappropriate.
Prithee, call me The Spider for now.
I seem to resemble one, for now at least.... It shall
suffice.

How dost thou feel, Sam?

Scared -> Yes. I suppose this doth make sense... Thou aret yet but Human

Stressed -> Yes, this would be no light season for thee

Curious. -> Interesting. Thou aret so... morbidly Human

Relaxed. Verily? -> How odd

I am coming into my element. -> Yes. Thou art

I don't know. -> Nor do I

This is our chance to speak...... ere all goeth so
grievously awry.
Though I suppose matters must already appear
quite dire.
I fear I bear ill news... Thou wouldst do well to sit.
I have fashioned a chair for thee.
Surely thou art not without questions. Ask,
if thou wilt."

How do you know me? Brother? -> Our fates are unfortunately entwined - to neither
of our benefits. As to second query, we are knit together by a bond far beneath the flesh, and of a darkness no blood may match.

Are you a friend? -> No. I am not thy friend..... We are enemies.... We will
bring mutual pain and grief upon the other. Moreover, a ghastly fate awaits thee, and I
am the cause thereof. Not of any ill will, mind thee. I feel almost... a
growing fondness for thee. I had hoped for some other path. Yet it is for naught - this was ever thy destined course.

Where are we? -> Under the stairs.

What's the bad news? -> Foremost - this nightmare shall end. But thy nightmare shall never end. Several fates lie before thee. None are particularly good. One such fate is most horrific. And I am the cause thereof.

Are you the Visitor? -> Nay, not wholly. Yet, 'tis a matter more tangled than first it doth appear. No less a child of the Visitor am I than thee. In every measure, we are brothers

(Pass the check, leads to recruitmant)

I confess... thou art nothing as I conceived. Thou art so gentle and timid of spirit, thou
couldst not harm so much as a fly. I did but think to stand before thee, put forth
my questions, and depart. So ran my purpose. The doom that waiteth thee is past all thought.
This is not right... nay. This is a wrong most vile.
Would that I could bear thee hence... pluck thee
from this place. But alas, it may not be, nor would
it serve....... There is but one path to thy salvation. I promise
thee, it shall be swift and without cruel sting.

(Fail the check, it disappears)

In sooth, I half did wish to find thee most
abhorrent. Some wretched cretin wholly deserving of his
ill-begotten fate. To assuage my own guilt. But no man, lowly or not, deserves such a fate.
And thou seemest so... pitifully Human. I am sorry. Would that all were otherwise. Yet do I hold that strength abides in thee. Perchance there lieth hope for thee still. The
embers of that willpower may endure the trials to
come... and flourish, despite grievous adversity. With all the night that dwells within my heart,
I wish it so. Good fortune, Human. When next our paths cross,
we shall both be changed beyond recognition. I
hope thou findest some fleeting joy before that
cursed hour... when I shall snuff out all.

(battle start)

Nay, I mean not to take thy life. Such deed would
avail us naught. Thy fate is sealed. This dread shall surely come to
pass. All that I may hope is to render it bearable,
and to ease thy suffering. I will rend from thee thy very mind, and make thee
but a lifeless husk. This is thy only salvation. The endless torment shall lay no claim upon thy
vacant soul. The aeons shall glide past, and thou
shalt feel no pain. Only a numbness unending. A
strange solace. This deed is grievous and harsh, yet 'tis the
lesser evil. I discern no other path. Prithee,
understand it as kindness, brother

(After you beat it)

......thou art...... far stronger than my previous
reckoning.
How strange a Human thou dost prove... tender in
thy mercy, yet mighty in thy force.
I did hold thee in false measure, I admit. I held
thee but a hapless thrall of fate, a mere
bystander. Yet thou art far otherwise.
Perchance thou dost indeed possess the strength
after all. How curious. I am much relieved.
......let me walk by thy side these next few days.
I wish to study thee ere I return. Mayhap some
key to our plight may be gleaned from thy
ventures.

(I can't easily extract some of it's questions that are based on you actions. Same goes for party banter/reactions. You need to hunt for it's lines in separate events, be it in-game or RPGM)

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Pub: 03 Nov 2025 22:08 UTC

Edit: 03 Nov 2025 22:09 UTC

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