Spinel is marked by her friend and royal advisor, Tarael, who previously served King Frostmantle. He marked both her soul, and her arcane focus necklace back when they were working together to clear devils from Castle Perilous… nine levels ago. Up until last weekend’s game, Spinel thought the Nazareth Band Fan Art shirt scratches on the backside of her focus’s gemstone were cumulative damage from battles. Oh, her horror when she realized it was a deliberate carving. Of course it is: Tarael’s a hobbyist jeweler. But anyway, this mark is enough to keep Unthir from using Paralyzing Touch on Spinel. Turns out that Tarael and Unthir have history—a fact that she decidedly does not tell Spinel. (TL;DR: the two of them serve the same patron—Vecna. Both of them were part of the same adventuring party, and both of them dated before Unthir became a Lich and Tarael found out the hard way that he is a strict biophile. She’s also part of his “Undead Social Network”. Lots of history that Spinel is still widely in the dark about.)

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