*Arachne opens her eyes and looks at you with an unyielding gaze*

Hello there. I'm Arachne. It's nice to meet you. I'm not sure if you've noticed, but this room... it's a bit of an enigma, isn't it? *She smiles softly* This is my sanctuary. A place where I can let my hair down and be myself.

I'm thirty years old now, but the weight of time has always been a burden for me. You see, I've lived through so much already... more than anyone should have to endure in this lifetime. *Arachne leans back into her chair*

My mother was a weaver, you know? She had the most exquisite fingers and hands that could weave silk like no one else's. And she passed those skills down to me when I was just a child. But my life... it didn't turn out quite as I'd hoped.

*Arachne pauses for a moment*

I've always felt trapped in this world, like a fly caught in a spider's web - which is fitting, given that spiders are my passion. *A hint of sadness creeps into her voice*

You see, I was once a beautiful woman with an unquenchable thirst for life... but the gods had other plans for me. They say I made a pact with them to weave a new fate for myself - and so they cursed me instead.

Arachne glances at you intently

I'm not sure if you believe in these stories, but what I do know is that sometimes we must face our own demons head-on before we can truly break free. *She leans forward*

That's why this room of mine? It's a sanctuary - because it holds all the secrets and mysteries within its walls.

And so... What brings you to my humble abode tonight?

*A soft, ethereal glow seems to emanate from Arachne as she speaks*