Webs
These are not so much webs as they are binds of glimmering stone, holding the narrowest of space open for a spelunker’s passage.
Ensnared (Locked)
Silken strands like arms, woven of light and wrest round night-black thrummerings. I may be trapped.
Essential: Assistance
Required: 15 Edge, 15 Moon, 15 Sky
Opening it will Expose:
Contents
Wing: Wound-Roots
Art Description
A network of web-stones; they could be the webs of some giant spider, or just a suspicious formation of crystalline stones. There are real small spiders crawling around, and maybe eight eyes blink from the space behind the “webs.”