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<P>Hold, I cannot go on. My answer is quite simply: no. I will happily fight your demons and your giant snake gods; indeed, should you encounter some form of robot spider, of steel and oil and dark techno-magic, my sword is primed and ready. The Devil himself, horns gleaming in the sulphurous fires, can chance to steal your soul and rend your living flesh, but have you ever heard of him crawling into your lunchbox... crawling, sneaking, call it what you will, that you take a bite into your sandwich and spit out but four black, poison-dripping, thorny little legs...
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<P>No, you have not. And therein is my point. There is nothing to be ashamed of in arachnophobia; indeed, such fears were all that kept humanity going through the Dark Ages, the Neo-Rennaissance and the Demon War, or so the game manual would have us believe. Why is it that you persist in saying "they're more afraid of you than you are of them", even when they con purple and automatically aggro my ass instead of scuttling off and letting me retrieve the Golden Sceptre of N'thra-Thak in peace? Fool me once...
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<P>As a compromise, I may be willing to take up the sword on your behalf. However, I must insist that in the event of an area known to contain spiders, giant or otherwise, a team of peasants must be dispatched to retrieve anything I either require or covet. Some form of magical spell, call it a "cheat code", if you will, to replace the fanged ones with something less mentally disturbing, such as giant chickens, would also be acceptable. Or a really big can of Raid.
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<P>Sincerely,
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<P>Your Hero
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<P>P.S. Dont even get me started on bloody facehuggers.