//////Demon Wasp "Matilda" This is a work-in-progress document, she is encountered through gill-havers swimming in the waterway or by burning through webs
[if (swimming) {Noticing the density of webs and branches clear away, you breach the water's surface, taking in your surroundings. The area is even larger than you thought, making for a comfortably roomy pond[if (silly) {, or perhaps a very small lake?|.}]|Passing through the dense, wet grass and incensed little widows, there's a refreshingly clear open area surrounding a large pond[if (silly) {--or a small lake, you're not too sure the difference}].}] There are still plenty of webs around, but far fewer than before, and, strangely, not a single spider in any of them. Light is able to shine through the many large gaps in the canopy, illuminating the oasis, and you spot something here with you, just a short distance across the water.

Sitting on a sagging sheet of silk, a wasp-woman gazes at you with a look of clear amusement. The [sun]light reflects off her black chitin, and what you realize now are not antennae, but incredibly tall horns. Her skin is tan, and her armor-like carapace is decorated in vibrant red fuzz. A tittering chirp resonates from the demon, and her glossy black lips curl into a smile. [say:[if (race=spider,drider and either isChild or height<60) {Itsy-bitsy spider, didn't your siblings warn you about me?|[if (isdrider) {You look like a new tasty morsel. }]Did the widows trick an intruder into my home?}]]
[Talk].tooltip="She doesn't look like a red widow." [Fight].tooltip="That's a demon, fight it!" [Leave].tooltip="That's a demon, you have other things to do right now than fight one."
////Leave
Instinct says this isn't a fight you want to take right this moment, but your motion to leave is met with an [say:Ah, ah, ah.]

The wasp-demon smirks at you. [say:You think you can [if (swimming) {dirty my water|burn a hole through my home}] and just leave?] [if (silly) {

Yeah.

}]Her bug-like abdomen flexes behind her, she bites her lip, and her stinger slips out longer and longer while she squirms with antsy need. [say:We're going to have some fun before you go.] {fight}
////Talk
You hardly expected something other than spiderkin here, and least of all an insect. It's almost without thinking that you utter the question as to how or why she's here.

Her top pair of arms reach up to stretch while her lower arms steady her on the web-hammock she sits on. [say:This is my home, whether they like it or not,] she utters nonchalantly. [say:[if (isdrider) {You must appreciate them too, don't you|Can't you appreciate them for what they are}]? Such beautiful, delicate women and seductive men, with flawless white skin that is warm and soft. And all this fused to a vicious, [b:disgusting,] intimidating spider!] The wasp-demon vibrates slightly while making a chittering, chirp-like noise. [say:What could be sexier?]
[Common Enemy].tooltip="You're both fighting spiders." [Fight] [Leave]
///Common Enemy
The widows aren't your friends either, so it stands to reason this demon isn't your enemy.

The wasp's insectoid abdomen wags back and forth, showing off a stinger as long as your arm. [say:Perhaps I wouldn't have hurt you if I saw you while I was having fun with the red widows; however,] she says with a sigh. Her stinger stops wagging. [say:You've intruded on my home and made a mess of it.] {fight}
//////DEMON WASP FIGHT
This demonic wasp appears near [if (metric) (a meter and three quarters|six feet)] in height, though her long horns could [if (metric) {bring her to a full two meters|add another foot}]. Her eyes are completely black, but her face is otherwise attractively human, with cute cheeks, glossy black lips, and clean tan skin. The rest of her is clad in armor-like onyx chitin adorned in brilliant bright-red fur, as if what a noble might wear on ceremony. She isn't wielding a weapon, but all four of her arms can strike with great force, and she has an insectoid abdomen that ends in a needle-like stinger long enough to be mistaken for a tail.
////STATS and MECHANICS
Boss-level stats, extreme armor rating relative to things that aren't the golem. Higher lust cap than most enemies. Starts with 10 lust, +20 if the player is a drider, -10 if the player is a child. Good lust resist.

If the player is a drider, [Terror] and [Whisper] are more likely to succeed than normal, and cannot be less than 10%.
She is immune to bites, stings, and status effects from non-magic attacks while her armor is > the player's effective strength, effects like Hold With Both Hands apply their 20% strength boost to this, and double-attack cuts it to a max 60. Ideally, a very high strength single-attack player can deal on-hit effects immediately with the strength modifier bonus, while double attackers need to whittle her armor down with sundering effects such as brutal blows, flame tail whip, etc.
////Attacks
///Sting. Very high priority if the player is a drider. Closes distance, applies venom that disables casting for 1 turn and does damage. The venom cannot reduce HP below 1, but the sting itself can. Only costs a small amount of fatigue if it hits, and nothing if it misses
The wasp's translucent dark wings beat fast, and she aims her stinger as she charges straight for you! [if (hit) {The needle punctures you effortlessly, and all your senses flash for a moment as the pain hits. [b:The agony makes it impossible to concentrate on magic.][if (first time) {

The demon vibrates while making a chittering noise from her chest. [say:Don't worry, it won't really hurt you. I made this venom solely to cause as much pain as possible, not kill anyone.]}]}]
///Fly. Moves from melee to flying. If she does not take damage for 3 turns and is still flying, she uses Sting and won't fly for at least 3 turns. Allows Opportunist to hit during this. Not affected by Scorch.
Her dark bug-like wings beat extremely quickly and the wasp takes to the air!
///If her armor is <=1 then Restore. Costs no fatigue, removes all status effects.
The wasp-demon winces and pants as she rubs her damaged chitin. [say:How dare you. I worked so hard on this!] she yells, then all four of her hands glow with purple light. Soon, her chitin begins restoring itself! [b:Her armor is fully repaired.]
///If her lust is >=100, one time only, resets lust to 0 on Extreme, 10 on Nightmare, 20 on Hard, 40 on Normal, and 50 on Easy.
The wasp pulls her limbs inward, shaking and squirming, while making a loud chittering noise like a cicada. [say:Oh aren't you just a little charmer!] She lets out a large sigh. [say:If I were a lust demon, I'd be all over you like a fanatic.] The demon appears to calm down. [say:But I have more self-control than that.]
///Chant. Reduces her fatigue. Also reduce the player's, except only half as much on Hard and not at all on Extreme or Nightmare. If the fight seems too easy, maybe have this slightly heal her on non-Easy difficulty. If lust ends it too fast, maybe have it reduce her lust a bit. Unless you have full mastery on tease and dress in sexy equipment, lust should struggle.
She tries to maintain some distance while humming a soothing tune that resonates through her entire body. [if (difficulty<=Hard) {Even you feel more rejuvenated after hearing it.}]
///Retribution. Deals normal damage + as much damage as she took this turn. Will not be used if player dealt no damage. Cannot kill with this attack. Charges, closing distance. The bonus damage is still reduced by player armor.
The spot you just struck reverberates from the blow, and she makes a cacophony of insectoid chirps before suddenly dive-bombing you with her whole body!
///Punch. Melee, basic attack with no cost.
An armored fist accelerates toward your face, followed by another toward your chest, then another!
////PLAYER VICTORY
//Lust
Overwhelmed with seething desire, the wasp-demon shakily buzzes over, stumbling as her feet meet the shallows. [say:P-pleazze... I can't resist you any longer.] Her scent has gotten sweeter, and her face is clearly flushed.
//HP
Toppled by the overwhelming might of your attacks, the wasp-demon tries flying away, only to tire and fall to the shallows of the water. Her hands glow as she attempts to treat her wounds, but she lacks the stamina to continue on. [say:I c-can't keep going. You win.] She blushes and looks up at you.
/
[Sex thing] [Other sex thing] [Spare I guess] [Feed Widows]

////PLAYER LOSS
//Lust
Bleary-eyed, you gaze upon her glistening dark plates and intensely red fuzz, astonished at the majesty of her. The beating of her wings soothe you, and in moments, the wasp demon is upon you.
//HP
Wracked with agony and pain, you can't handle another second of battle. The wasp demon stands in front of you confidently.
/
[pg][if (isdrider or spiderkin && isChild or )][say:]




///Feed Widows, "Let her prey get their revenge. In her state, she won't survive this."
Taking hold of the demon's horn, you begin dragging her to the edge of the oasis, where the webs are more dense. She yelps at the sudden motion, but ignores the discomfort as she pieces together your plan. [say:N-[b:No!]] she says. The wasp starts to writhe in your grasp, but her feet lose purchase on the wet muck. [say:Make all the mess you want here, burn everything down, it's fine--we [b:both] hate these spiders!] Her hands clasp around yours and dig in, making you wince and release, but after pulling away, you grab her horn again and yank. Taking advantage of her weakened state, you swing your [leg] into the demoness's stomach. The air escapes her and you throw the woman into the webs.

Her dark wings beat as hard as they're able, but the momentum is too much, with too little time to change course--she falls into the sticky silk, back-first. She screams and swings her limbs around, but it only wraps her up in more strands and attracts spiders over. That insectoid chirping resonates out of her chitin, but it isn't soothing or foreboding now, it sounds like fear.

[say:I don't know what I wazz thinking! I zhouldn't have attacked you!] she says. The panic begins to subside as she articulates herself more. [say:I thought of this as my place to play, and you were messing things up and--] her words cut short at the widows congregating on her. [say:Nonono--] Her stinger thrashes with astonishing speed, splitting one of the spiders in half, but this provokes the others to web her more, restraining the demon. Tears well up in her pitch black eyes. [say:Anything but thiz!] she pleads. [say:Don't let me die like my zizzterz!]

This display is intense. Despite her words, though, could you even do anything at this point? The number of widows is rapidly increasing with every moment, and she's too webbed to get out with anything short of an inferno, which would no doubt incense the horde.
[Watch].tooltip="Sit back and watch her die." [Leave].tooltip="Suffice to say she's as good as dead."
//Leave
There's nothing you can do--the deed is done, and as you [walk] away, her screams grow more intense. You should probably avoid this spot for a while.
//Watch. +cor unless DEUSVULT
She can beg all she'd like, you aren't helping. Her fate was sealed when she [if (WaspFights>1) {refused to stop attacking|attacked}] you.

However wary they are of this demon that seems to have been troubling them for some time, one of the widows finally lunges in for her face, and she screams as its fangs sink in. [say:It hurtz! It hurtz!] she cries, and her struggles make it bite more. In a rush of adrenaline, she turns her head and bites back, crushing the spider's face in her teeth!

More spiders begin lunging at the joints and gaps in her chitin, biting the vulnerable flesh. Wailing, she shakes and shudders. [say:Zzuch horrible, [b:evil] monzterz!] One of her arms flex, trying to crush a spider biting her elbow, but she fails to move even half the distance. She heaves with nausea. [say:Zizterz,] she sobs. [say:I'm zcared.] The sobbing intensifies. [say: It burnz and ztingz and--and...] She trails off into wordless, tearful choking and crying.

After a few minutes, you think there may be nothing else to see until the spiders are finished with their meal. You'll have to come back later.
///Until at least one hour has passed, this tile will say this
Caught up in a large amount of webbing is the wasp demon you battled. Faint sobs can sometimes be heard, or maybe it's just fluid spilling into her lungs as the spiders try to digest her with their venom.
///Later
There's what remains of the wasp demon in some webbing. Several dead spiders lay in the mud below, and the rest appear to have abandoned the meal. Perhaps demon flesh isn't healthy.

[if (!takenchitin) {[b:Her chitin may make great armor.]
    [Take]
}]
//Take
Wary of any arachnids that could take issue with the ruckus, you watch your fingers and try to remove the corpse as seamlessly as possible--and in the process, you find the wasp essentially [i:spilling] out of the armor. Conveniently, this does leave you with relatively clean chitin to use.

[b:Wasp chitin added to key items.] Would a blacksmith need to look at it?


////Wasp chitin crafting talks
///Rathazul, only appears in services if you've made bee armor, or if that's not tracked then if he's at least told you you can.
[say:Hm?] the old alchemist grunts as you're about to discuss the wasp chitin you've acquired. It seems the mere sight of it catches his attention. [say:This bee's chitin is, ah, hm...] You explain that this is chitin from a demonic wasp woman you [if (Matildead) {killed|encountered}] in the swamps. [say:Truly quite unnatural, I must say.]

At your behest, he takes the organic armor and examines its shiny black plates and brilliant red fuzz. [say:This is beyond anything the natural creatures of this world can grow. It is unclear how I would work with something like this...] he trails off and ponders the situation. [say:I can experiment. I won't say it will come cheap, nor that will come fast, but it may work. Eight hundred gems, perhaps?]

This will take all of your wasp chitin and at least one day. [Pay] [Decline]
//Decline
An experiment sounds like you'll be risking something unique; other options might be more promising. Rathazul doesn't disagree, adding, [say:A skillful blacksmith, or perhaps anyone else keen on exotic materials could have a better handle on this.]

Noting his input, you take your leave.
//Pay
Summoning up the cash, you hand over chitin and payment for the task, to which Rathazul is quick to assemble a number of reagents for. No words accompany it, his attention is squarely upon his work.
/Finished
[say:[Name], yes, I have it here,] Rathazul says upon your approach. Behind him is a crude stand holding up glistening black armor adorned in bright red fur at the neck, and anywhere the plates meet the wearer. The pattern of the fuzz still resembles how it looked on the demon, undisturbed by the alchemy wrought upon it. [say:Once I had found a way to soften it, I could adjust its shape and split it into parts however necessary. I confess I struggled to rejoin the plates where they had split, leaving some gaps.]

////Could use variation in exactly how the armor looks and small statistical differences based on if you use Rathazul, Yvonne(she makes the eggshell sheild), or someone else