The pendant of Pooril pulses with a sickly, rhythmic violet light. It anchors Nogandar to the cliff face, the curse biting deep into his gargoyle skin.
Nogandar
This metal leash... it constricts my very soul. If I cannot shatter this charm, I shall be a stationary target for the Queen's brood.
A clicking, grinding sound erupts from the center of the shimmering web. A construct of bleached chitin and razor-sharp silk mandibles tears through the silk, its multiple eyes glowing with malevolent intent.
The Weaver-Construct
The Architect of Webs has foreseen your struggle, gargoyle. Your rebellion ends at this precipice.
Nogandar
I was a lord of terror when your queen was merely a hatchling. Do not mistake my bindings for weakness.
The Weaver-Construct
His strength is suppressed, but his rage is vast. I must contain him before the pendant's feedback loop shatters the surrounding stone.
+ Scene Quest Added
Defeat the Weaver-Construct
+ New Item Acquired
Pendant of Pooril
“In sign and alloud i cast "Purge!" at the contruct”
FAILURE (Legendary Arcana, rolled -1)
Nogandar
By the ancient tongues of the first cities, be gone. Purge!
Nogandar lunges forward, his massive hand extended. A flare of raw, golden arcane energy erupts from his palm, but as it nears the Weaver-Construct, the pendant of Pooril lashes out with a violent violet spike.
Nogandar
No... the pendant is drinking my fire. It is feeding the cage instead of the strike.
The Weaver-Construct
Your own leash devours your efforts, titan. You are a weapon turned against its own edge.
The Weaver-Construct
The energy rebound is destabilizing the cliff face. Perfect. I shall bury him alive.
The backfire sends a shockwave through Nogandar's arm, slamming him against the cliffside. Great cracks spiderweb across the rock beneath his feet, and loose boulders begin to tumble into the abyss below.
“In sign and alloud i cast "Purge!" at the contruct”
SUCCESS (Legendary Arcana, rolled +3)
Nogandar
By the ancient tongues of the first cities, be gone. Purge.
The golden arcane fire tears from Nogandar's palm, fueled by his legendary will. It bypasses the pendant's drain, striking the Weaver-Construct with enough force to shatter its silken armor.
The Weaver-Construct
Impossible. The chain should have claimed that overflow.
Nogandar
My command over the weave remains. The pendant attempts to bite, but I have crushed its anchor point under the weight of my ancient intent.
The construct reels, its limbs snapping like dry twigs under the assault. It falls back, skidding toward the precipice of the abyss.
Nogandar
It is wounded, yet it still reaches for the cliff edge. Does it seek to drag me down with it, or is there another trap waiting in the dark?
Quest Complete
Defeat the Weaver-Construct
New Gift: Weaver-Construct Analysis