#/ ALSO TO FOLLOWERS. SERIOUSLY IT'S JUST A SURFACE EXPLORATION OF ENVER'S CRUELTY

[fatewoven]

for enver; there is a spider on an object you require. you know this to be one of medical significance should it bite you. what are you doing with it? [ cw spiders including in-depth descriptions ]

It goes unnoticed at first, the featherlight skitter of a wanderer gracing the intricacies of his vambrace. It steps careful across gold, trailing over the valley of work-worn knuckles, the dip of old scars, and it settles on his prosthetic finger like a ring. A promise of a bite poised atop of needle-delicate claws, the bend of forelegs as the celicera quiver, perhaps hungering for something to bite. Slow, careful about the motion, Enver lifts his hand and rotates his finger to bring the spider closer to the candle light — research adjourned. Such fragile skin for such a fierce little hunter, and he understands at a logical level why Drow might revere these creatures. Why a Goddess is born in the guise of a web spinner, frightening to behold.

A small death stares at him. He considers brushing it aside, finding it a distraction at best as it continues to meander about.

Extracting its venom requires more work than he's willing to put in at this hour. Keeping it alive promises for more dust-weighed webbing to linger in the corner of his rooms where the servants overlook cleaning.

It twitches as if sensing his thoughts, rearing back to display its fangs. The show only draws out of a huff as he slowly pinches at its thorax with the clawed ends of his index and thumb, piercing it without mercy as he watches it flail, fangs struggling to find any give in the skin-warm alloy over his skin. It writhes. It seethes. It drips what precious drop of venom uselessly. It must be glaring, insignificant in its suffering.

Sigh bereaved, the extermination done with, he flicks its inward-curling form toward the flames before returning to his notes. (And later, when he's plucking at the skull of a mindflayer, a hateful eye held between gore-stained fingers, he'll wonder if every being he comes across will end up hating him till their dying breath. He hopes so.)