Seamstress_Lenarra

Name: Lenarra
Age: 239
Height: 6'1"

((WIP; subject to proofreading when I'm more awake))
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On the Auroran Isles, Dragons and their kin reigned supreme. Massive, sprawling cities and large castles, safe from the humans below who wished them harm, and safe haven to any dragon who sought shelter. Of course, there was a lot more on the floating fortress than dragons; Harpies, Centaurs, Lamias and Elves being among the many others. Unknown to most, though, was the existance of Driders, deep in the caverns of the floating isles. They, like many others, remained mostly out of the conflict between humans and dragons, but in the end, joined the humans to provide information to the losing side, aiding in the stalemate that lead to the natural end of the war.

Once magic was rekindled and the humans were allowed on the island, the Driders still mostly kept to themselves, trading with the new arivals by proxy while others went to the lawless lands, feeling they should distance themselves from the humans as much as they can. Over many years, however, changing rulers eventually drove a rift between the two races, and though they're not at war, to this day they remain distrustful of eachother.

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Now, in the present time, it's incredibly rare to find a drider of any sort. However, a mysterious tailoring shop has sprung up in the major city of Khem'Havel. Despite the strange nature, the shop is, for all purposes, completely benign, and somewhat popular as well. Comfortable clothes and intricate dresses, all available for order. But nobody knows where to find the material the clothes are made of, nor where the owner came from. And, more importantly, they don't know what she is.

Lenarra is the owner of that strange little shop; a Drider who came to the surface both to satisfy her own curiosity, and to get away from what was happening in the lower caves. Fair-skinned with soft blue eyes, she's far from a 'normal' drider, though she still retains the elven features common throughout her race; pointed ears and straight, long blond hair, as well as a rather ample bust being the most noticable. Of note, she's of the mostly chitinous variety, with a dark blue, nearly black exoskeleton covering her 8 legs and abdomen, as well as her arms and hands, ending in slight points (which she hides with gloves of her own making while dealing with customers).

Her personality, in stark contrast to her kin, is shy and passive, opting to stay mostly to herself should she be in a group, which she rarely is. Alone, though, she can be friendly, even motherly, and is a lot more liable to open up to people if nobody else is watching, even trusting them with knowledge of what she is should she trust them enough. If confronted, however, Lenarra is far more defensive, apologizing frequently and trying her best to appease for whatever she may have done, sometimes despite, or maybe even because of, her superior size and ability to spin webs.

However, even the nicest driders need food, and Lenarra is no exception. She hunts as a spider would, taking to the lawless districts and waiting for prey to fall into her trap, before moving on them and taking them for herself. Unlike spiders, however, she takes prey whole and alive, using what skills she has to lull her prey to relax before she ultimately consumes them, trying more to ease their pain (despite how little she tries to inflict) and get them to submit, with... quite differing results. She eats primarily through a mouth-like orifice situated just below the joining point of her bodies, which could be mistaken as a vagina at times. Her other usual method is to pull prey in through her spinnerets, pulling them into her silk chamber and absorbing them into her silk, though she doesn't do this often.

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Is an inhabitant of The_Auroran_Isles.