Dragonspider - Xaniri

[Huge Sized Model - 75mm Base]

[Presupported with LYS files in 32mm Scale]

A loathsome creature of the depths, Xaniri and its ilk are born from foul sorcery and mountains of sacrificed innocents. A regular egg of an arachnid is instilled with an emulsified paste of bone, flesh and blood, fed directly into the growing creature inside to supplement the yolk. When that is done, an unholy ceremony is performed by Xarinath or another Daughter of Irinax to ensure the unborn creature’s metamorphosis into a Dragonspider. The Drow believe these creatures are the closest they can reach to Irinax’s true physical form, until their messiah is brought forth.

Xaniri was born in the deepest chamber of the Sanctum, the egg it hatched from already weeks overdue by the time the shell finally split. The rite that produces a Dragonspider has been practiced by the Daughters of Irinax for longer than any living Drow can account for, each generation of priestesses claiming to have refined it further than the last. The paste fed into the egg is measured not by weight but by the number of lives spent to render it, and Xarinath's brood are said to carry within them the remains of entire slave caravans, ground down to feed a single clutch. What crawled free of the shell bore the shape of both its makings at once, arachnid in its legs and its patience, draconic in the ridged plates along its back and the smoke that rolled from its mandibles when disturbed. 

The Drow do not pray to Xaniri the way they pray to Irinax, but they keep it as they might keep a relic too dangerous to leave unguarded. It has lived in the deepest chambers of the Sanctum since it hatched, fed on whatever the Daughters bring down from the surface, growing larger with each passing decade. Xaniri feeds more than it needs to. Those who venture too close to its lair rarely leave enough behind to be called remains, and the Daughters take this as proof the rite was done correctly. A creature made from that much death should hunger the way Xaniri hungers, and should keep hungering long after any ordinary predator would have stopped.