"Dangers?"
"Yes. We will have to slip by the giganraneae that surround the Oracle."
I shuddered. They were a race of giant spiders. Intelligent and dangerous. They built traps with webs and hunted humanoids to lay their eggs inside. The monsters were birthed by the God Las. His uncontrollable lusts had compelled the god to fuck anything, including a werespider who birthed the first giganraneae.
"Lovely," I groaned. "And why in Pater's cock haven't you and your hunters exterminated the monsters?"
"The Oracle likes them," the elf answered. "The giganraneae know to stay in her valley. If they leave, they will be killed. If we enter, we may be taken...and used."
I shuddered, understanding her meaning.
"Only the most daring of us would ever seek out the Oracle." Xera leaned in. "She likes her privacy."
I nodded my head. That made sense. "She doesn't want to waste her powers on inconsequential requests."
"Most likely." Xera looked around. "Your...companion is ready."
