#lets gooooooooooooooooooooooo

Why did you do it? Do you think I wont kill you? Why bother asking me when you've already decided it was me?

Jaiden: Jaiden chingona. Chingona!

I'm excited. The- the last QSMP stream was pretty intense. Um, I've got some really fun stuff cooking up! It's been so fun being on the QSMP, I've never been on- uh, involved in anything like it.

I wanna- I wanna- I wanna really get into like, a- a- a cool character, and- and make something real cool for you guys. It's so fun! I'm so grateful for Quackity for- for having me. I feel like... I don't know why he asked me, but I'm very grateful he did! [Laughs]

starter for @veiled-lady

The Manor of the House Kythera - Zaavan was no small thing. As expected from the home of someone who was among the Noblesmans of Noxus, it was big and luxurious, however it was... dim. As if it was trying to blend in and didn't stand out as much from the other houses. It matched the current actions of the owner, that prefered to stay in the shadows than to be out and about in the daylight. At least, unless there was a need for social gatherings. She had kept the bloodline going strong, but aside from that, few knew about the recluse Matriarc of the House aside from the fact that she was incredibly beautiful.

There were a few big spiders that walked around and about, tending to the guarden outside and everything else, but they had been transmuted by black magic to look like humans as not to rise suspicion. That was how she got away, cunning and black magic. And of course, the aid of the Black Rose every now and then. There were rooms designed soley for receptioning humans and some that were kept exclusively for her spiders to roam about.

It was in one of those days, with little to do except enjoy her immortal beauty, that Lady Elise of the House Kythera - Zaavan met someone unique. She wouldn't know it at the time, of course, but still she always kept an eye for possible allies, sacrifices and food. The redhead had been out and about in her garden, wearing a long grey and black dress that hid perfectly her spider limbs, when a stranger caugh her eye. There was something about her, something that she had learned to identify as interesting over the decades, that made her look up and use a very polite and sweet smile.