You see Captain Kurmin, a Gnome.
Kurmin has ale-brown eyes. He has cropped dark brown hair, with tanned skin.
He appears to be mature.
He is clean shaven.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a flower spider earring crafted from copper, a broad-brimmed black leather hat embroidered with a ring of jaunty spiders, a small atulave amulet carved with a bolt of lightning superimposed upon a web, a black canvas tobacco pouch, a black canvas satchel, a black leather vest loosely laced up the front, a pair of dark blue leather trousers with a pressed crease down both sides and some dark leather boots buckled with emerald-inlaid silver clasps.
A low groan of twisting metal cuts through the din of the area. Venting steam geysers in thick plumes across the spiders body and at various joints. An old womans laughter can be heard in the distance, and the spider slowly begins to rise. You are able to make out the small figure of a Gnome falling from a hatch beneath the spiders head, landing in a disheveled heap and slowly staggering to his feet. The spider shudders to a jerking stop, and stands perfectly still as the geysers of steam diminish to a soft whistle, trailing off to a gentle hiss. All is silent.
The spider suddenly rears up and lurches forward! Lifting one massive leg, a shower of gears, girders, struts and fraying cables fall to the ground, revealing thick tomiek chitin. The leg slams down onto the Gnome, then rises again, revealing nothing more than a thin paste of gore. The leg swings out into the forest beyond your view, and the spider shifts and twists amidst the scream of tortured metal. The ground explodes with debris and legs, and a swarm of spiderlings skitter up the legs of the spider, tearing and rending the remaining mechanical components, crawling between gaps in the carapace and forcefully yanking out embedded parts.
* A meteor streaks across the sky as Kurmin's soul departs forever to walk the Starry Road.