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“A huge black tentacle snaked over the rim of the Clawrift, wriggling its way behind the Oblodran compound. Like a wave, dark elves fell back, stumbling all over each other, as the twenty-foot-thick monstrosity came around the back, along the side, and along the front wall, back towards the chasm.

“Baenre!� Pleaded the desperate, doomed Oblodran.

“You have denied Lolth,â€� the first matron mother replied calmly. “Feel her wraith!”
― R.A. Salvatore, Siege of Darkness