The general appearance of the Sting is that of a chitinous bug with no soft flesh, just hard armor and tough leathered, featherless wings. It has a long, fluted, transmuted-mantis head, and makes sounds like a creaking coffin lid squeaking like hard chalk across slate. Acid pours from a lipless, jagged, and fanged hard mouth; one that can rip through flesh as a sharp blade slices through old, soft meat. Its long sting curls inward in a spring-like spiral beneath its segmented and plated belly, and between its many crustacean-like shelled legs. The sting uncurls as quick as sudden death, outward to its target spewing its ample poison in deadly drops as it does. Death comes with certainty, though neither easy nor quick. It is not a huge scorpion with wings; it is much worse.
The Sting is a foul creature from beyond the most fevered and feared nightmares. To face one is to face certain death.
The Iconomanic spell, Flying Sting transforms the caster into the creature. The spell appears to be of an age earlier than the humanfolk, or from before the creation of the multiverse. It may have originated in a place beyond the stars.
- ↑ KQC3E, 171, 172