Þú ert líklega að djóka? Ef ekki, þá ertu “n00b”. EKKI BIÐJA UM KLAN Á HUGA, ÞAÐ VIRKAR EKKI.<br><br>[Necro[J]Shelob - “Alltaf fyrstur með fréttirnar” -RazhowR
“Great horns she had, and behind her short stalk-like neck was her huge swollen body, a vast bloated bag, swaying and swagging between her legs, its great bulk was black, blotched with livid marks, but the belly underneath was pale and luminous and gave forth a stench. Her legs were bent, with knobbed joints high above her back, and hair that stuck out like steel spines, and at each leg’s end there was a claw.”
Tekið úr meistaraverki JRR Tolkiens, The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers. Hér er ófreskjunni Shelob lýst.
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand, like a lizard on a windowpane