[ WP ] Everything is spiders .

Atani Genzo made a face as they walked into courtroom; two men and a woman. They wore robes made of midnight black silk and deathly white cloth, two of them with porcelain mask of the latter color. A wave of revulsion churned in his stomach as they seemingly floated through the crowd, well breed courtiers drifting away from their invisible aura of corruption. 
 
 The Spider Clan. 
 
 The sole woman was without a mask though Genzo wish she did all the same. She was n't hideously corrupted by the taint. In fact, if anything, she was gorgeously beautiful in the worst carnal manner possible. Her sheer silk robe was scandalizly bare at the breasts, revealing the full length of her cleavage. Lips painted the color of blood pursed themselves as she observed the seen before her. 
 
 The man next to her was garbed all in white, the color of death. His mask covered the upper half of his face, pinprick holes in the surface for him to see. The effect was that of a spider's many faceted eyes, and hid the direction his gaze follow. For all of Atani Genzo's knowledge, the sinister man could have been staring at him. The man's lips parted as he smiled, revealing teeth that had been sharpened to knife points. His hands were hidden by the voluminous sleeves of his robe, making Genzo even more wary. A blade might well be in that traitors hand and no one would be the wiser. 
 
 The last person was a beast of a man, some seven feet near tall. His robe was a patchwork of black and white, a garish mixture that wounded the eyes. He wore armor, despite the social rules against it while at court. Worse was the actual make-up of the armor. It was like a monstrous collection of trophies. The breastplate had to have come from a Lion samurai, the roaring feline was mutilated and chipped but still recognizable. The left and right shoulders came from a Mantis bushi and Dragon respectivily, the different tinted greens clashing in a terrible manner. The helm was Crane Clan in make, the regal blues spashed with black lacquer. Scorpion and Phoenix reds and yellows girded his legs while a Moto belt of the Unicorn Clan was at his waist. 
 
 Atani Genzo shifted slightly from his position at the back of the room, the hidden kusari mail under his robes small comfort. The Spider Clan, the largest collection of fiends and traitor in the whole empire. Worse than the Scorpion, their rise in status, from enemies of the realm to equal partner was something difficult for most to swallow. The Crab, enemies of the Shadowlands and Taint, hated them with a passion unmatched. And the Lion Clan, who's beliefs in the tenants of bushido had made them outraged at the Spiders' elevation, many of their reactions were to commit seppuku. It did not matter what the Empress stated. Great Clan or not, they were still the enemy. Atani Genzo of the Crocodile Clan was not alone in that opinion.
