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“To become a drider again was the worst torture she could imagine. Every day, every movement, was pain. No thought independent of the eternal shackles鈥攁 mere notion of turning against any drow loyal to Lolth would send wracking agony through a drider. There was no free will, no beauty, no hope, no cessation of the mental anguish and torment. It was a curse that did not lessen with time, a curse against which neither the mind nor the body could numb itself.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Glacier's Edge

“Suffered and writhed, shrieked and tumbled, bones snapping, skin splitting-a sight inspiring the very worst memories of those who had been turned into such an abomination. The difference became stark, bloated bodies writhing, eight legs becoming two. In short order, nine drow, not nine drider abominations, sat on the meadow, confused”
― R.A. Salvatore, Relentless

“Suffered and writhed, shrieked and tumbled, bones snapping, skin splitting-a sight inspiring the very worst memories of those who had been turned into such an abomination. The difference became stark, bloated bodies withering, eight legs becoming two. In short order, nine drow, not nine drider abominations, sat on the meadow, confused”
― R.A. Salvatore, Relentless

“And the shadows went away, revealing Sos鈥橴mptu as a drider! But she kept growing, and no, she was not a drider, for she was beautiful, not bloated in abomination. Too beautiful to look upon. Beautiful and terrible all at once, and huge, dwarfing the driders about her, bigger even than the jade spider constructs that had come in from the entry. And Yvonnel understood and knew she was doomed. 鈥淏ehold!鈥� the creature that had been Sos鈥橴mptu demanded. 鈥淚 am the avatar of Lolth. Kneel to me. Beg for my mercy.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior