Arakni, Solitary Confinement
Southmaw Asylum is a laboratory of horrors where the orphaned and discarded of the Pits beneath Metrix are subjected to nightmarish experiments, but for Patient 1131 it was home.
No one remembers the person that entered Southmaw, soon rendered unrecognizable by the surgeries and tests conducted by the monstrous Dr. Mortimer.
Now an assassin of the Spider, this Arakni takes the jobs that give even the other Arakni pause. Its chaotic aberrations enable it to slip into target locations deemed impregnable, and it relishes those jobs that border on suicide. For if Southmaw couldn’t kill it, nothing could.
Rumors say it steals into Southmaw in the dead of night, never seen nor heard. The only evidence of its passage being the blood-stained surgical tools and empty bottles of alchemical elixir left in its wake. Some might disregard the rumors, but know this: however much Patient 1131 has been transformed by the deathly pressures of Southmaw, it is still in the process of becoming.
Stealth is a deadly tool in the right hands, and Arakni knows how to keep their targets in the dark. With their ability to play multiple cards with stealth in a turn, you never know what's hiding around the corner...
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5L!p3d 7hRu 7h3 cR4X slithers through fissures in reality, Chaos opening pathways where none should exist. Slip. It takes on the jobs that give even the other Arakni pause, slicing off bits from the blacklist. Slip, slip. It seeps into its victims’ psyches, breaking them, remaking them, until the streets are painted crimson. But it wasn’t always like this, not until Southmaw and the doctor who committed it.
Not a single whitecoat remembers the person who entered Southmaw Asylum on that grave day. Slip. Labeled then as Patient 1131, it was soon rendered uNR3c0GN!Z48!3 by Dr. Mortimer’s procedures. Volatile, it bathed in entropy and allowed itself to drown, becoming something other, its new form barely contained in the shards of what was once its human anatomy. Slip, slip.
If you sense it, you are already its victim. If you hear it, you are already dead. It will spare no thought for its wanton violence, for it is descended from madness, Chaos uNh!NG3d, a killer unleashed. Slip, slip. Slip, 5L!p.
Arakni knows how to keep its targets in the dark. With its ability to play multiple cards with stealth in a turn, you never know what’s hiding around the corner...
When this Arakni marks a victim, their dreams turn to nightmares. It will terrorize them relentlessly until they welcome the relief of death.
Arakni lunges from the unseen to stick and stab, time and again, then recedes from sight before its target even knows what hit them.