"Sylvia forgot to introduce ourselves last night, so I guess I get to do it. I'm Naarak and the eldest one that isn't here right now is Sylvia. The little one is Jack. What is your name?" Naarak asks. Jack was staring at you curiously, trying to figure you out.
"Who was Nikkie? How was he... killed? What is killed?" He asks.
Naarak puts a hand over the elf's mouth. "Hush, those aren't the things you say to someone that has lost another. Please forgive him... I am curious as well. Oh, my traitorous tongue!" Naarak places a hand over her own mouth as well, mumbling a sort of appology.

"My name is Kua-Rashianaka but most call me Kua as it's easier to pronounce. I am a dragon. Nikkie was a Kukan Kitsune who was sent with me into the labyrinth. He was..." She looked down at this point. "killed by a giant scorpion. I told him to stay in it's blind spot behind me but he moved too fast and... he passed on."

"Kua-Rashianaka. Pretty name. Scorpions... They're a dangerous creature." Naarak notes, taking a sip of her own tea. Jack was making faces, deciding whether or not to be in awe or to be repulsed.
A dark panther trots into the section of the hall the elves had secured into a nice and cosy home. It looks at you with bright eyes, rubbing against your legs and purring before turning to Jack. Jack stares at the black panther intently as the large cat starts meowing.
"I see... Of course." Jack says, getting up and grabbing a small bag. "Send Sylvia my love." Jack adds as he hands the panther the bag. The panther trots off with the bag in its mouth, disappearing from the way it had come.
Naarak got up and offered to take everyone's dishes to clean up.

Kua-Rashianaka
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"Thank you, Naarak." She smiled sadly as the memory of Nikkie dying flashed through her mind.

I take two steps back. I decide to try and take the diplomatic approach to this situation. Praying the spiders speak English, I try talking to them. "Listen, spiders, ever since I was little I loved your tiny cousins. When one was about to be squished by the horrible people I've lived with, I would save it using a jar and a paper. I would cry if I was unsuccessful or too late. Please spare my life as I've saved your cousins." Of course, if that doesn't work and they try to attack me, I have fire. I can burn them and their webs, then run away as fast as I can.

The spiders stop their advancment for a complete minute, either out of confusion or they were processing what you had said. The spiders hiss something to one another before a couple skittered backwards and gave you a clear path. Two spiders stay by your side as if being your personal body guards. Tthe path of silky webs have holes in it and when you get to those, the spiders skitter around the regular ground almost as if they physically can't move on regular ground. In front of you looms a big... fortress made out of webs and skeletons of different creatures.
An apreciative hiss moves through the spiders, and the couple stationed at the gate of the fortress let you and your guard spiders in.

"Of course." Naarak says with a nod. She busied herself with putting things away and in order. Jack was making some kind of instrument - a violin or something of the sort, but it looked different. A lute maybe?
The fire never died out, always burning and crackling merrily.
A few moments later and the panther came back. Naarak pauses in her work to listen to the panther before nodding and handing the panther some sort of stone.
"Before you go, if you were going to go, we have something for you." Jack says, holding out a backpack. It was filled with some bandages, a flower, some salves, and a small blue stone. "The stone is used for communicating with us if you ever need. Oran and our family have an agreement that we don't mess with his tributes and he won't mess with us, but we've helped a few and Oran hasn't done anything yet. So we figure it's safe."

Sorry! X3 Accepted. (and now i shall torture you with having the other tribute be a phoenix *evil laughter intensifies* Just kidding...)

Start:

The Labyrinth is a feared place, full of monsters and tributes. No one has managed to escape the place. It is a good thing, though, that there are chosen tributes. With every tribute, the monsters are held off for a month longer.
No one knows how the tributes are chosen, just that they are and there are two put in each month.
You were chosen, and now, here you are, inside the Labyrinth, your fate sealed as the doors slam shut behind you.
Beside you is the other tribute of the month - a phoenix male named Peyton. The lights near the entery flicker on, illuminating the two paths in front of you.

The Left - has webs
The Right - has feathers scattered along the floor