ISAR
Arm yourself
The chaotic procession did not go unnoticed. More than one person turned their heads to see what the source of the mayhem might be, and the presence of the spider had shoppers and wanderers alike scattering.
Torn from his contemplation, Isar followed the skittering arachnid with dark eyes that narrowed as it came his way. Nasty fucker, too big to be allowed and clearly vicious; his lips curled with distaste at the sight. Turning to face it, he casually swung a leg and kicked the spider away. There was a nasty crunch of breaking carapace. When it landed the hairy legs stirred feebly, but by the look of it the spider was very much done with running.
Leaving the bonfires, Isar headed over towards the dying animal, by the look of it intent on finishing it off.
Torn from his contemplation, Isar followed the skittering arachnid with dark eyes that narrowed as it came his way. Nasty fucker, too big to be allowed and clearly vicious; his lips curled with distaste at the sight. Turning to face it, he casually swung a leg and kicked the spider away. There was a nasty crunch of breaking carapace. When it landed the hairy legs stirred feebly, but by the look of it the spider was very much done with running.
Leaving the bonfires, Isar headed over towards the dying animal, by the look of it intent on finishing it off.
Because no one else here will save you
