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<blockquote>{{Neath Location|image1=spiderflorence.png|caption1=|location=[[London]]|allegiance=[[Sorrow-Spiders]]}}''"A sorrow spider the size of a Great Dane sidles up to you. "Are you refreshments?" Its many eyes peer hopefully at you, and then behind you. "We are long overdue a break."''
<blockquote>{{Neath Location|image1=spiderflorence.png|caption1=|location=[[London]]|allegiance=[[Sorrow-Spiders]]}}''"A sorrow spider the size of a Great Dane sidles up to you. "Are you refreshments?" Its many eyes peer hopefully at you, and then behind you. "We are long overdue a break."''


''"As one of the younger members of the Symposium, this spider is rarely permitted the floor. Prohibited from addressing its fellows, it turns to you. "The subject is language, and its relationship to our sapience. We're meant to be agreeing conclusions. And I'm not allowed to scuttle out for an eyeball till we have.""<ref>{{Citation|https://www.fallenlondon.com/|Sides in a Debate||}} ''"A sorrow spider the size of a Great Dane sidles up to you. "Are you refreshments?" Its many eyes peer hopefully at you, and then behind you. "We are long overdue a break." As one of the younger members of the Symposium, this spider is rarely permitted the floor. Prohibited from addressing its fellows, it turns to you. "The subject is language, and its relationship to our sapience. We're meant to be agreeing conclusions. And I'm not allowed to scuttle out for an eyeball till we have.""''</ref>''</blockquote>'''The Spider Symposium''' was discovered under the Singing Mandrake during Mr Chimes' [[The Grand Clearing-Out|Grand Clearing-Out]]. During the clearing, many excavation workers almost fell into the cavernous depths below the pub; however, the building has now been structurally reinforced, with a narrow entrance to the caverns now located at the back of the cellar.<ref>{{Citation|https://www.fallenlondon.com/|Head Into the Cellars, Then Further Down||}} ''"Mr Chimes' Grand Clearing-Out broke the earth beneath the Singing Mandrake (narrowly avoiding it tumbling into the depths). The pub has been shored up, and a permanent – if narrow – entrance remains at the back of its cellar."''</ref> Few people dare enter the caverns other than the occasional research assistant,<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Accept_the_contents_of_a_large_cocoon|Accept the contents of a large cocoon|Fallen London|}} ''""Since you're doing such good work for us, we shall aid your own." A brown spider the size of a wine-barrel rolls a cocoon towards you. "I had been saving this, but I am willing to share with one of your prodigious talents.""''</ref> as they are filled with hungry [[Sorrow-Spiders|sorrow-spiders]], which are locked in an endless debate over the nature of language and its relationship to their sapience.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Sides_in_a_Debate|Sides in a Debate|Fallen London|}} ''"A sorrow spider the size of a Great Dane sidles up to you. "Are you refreshments? [...] We are long overdue a break. [...] The subject is language, and its relationship to our sapience. We're meant to be agreeing conclusions. And I'm not allowed to scuttle out for an eyeball till we have.""''</ref>  
''"As one of the younger members of the Symposium, this spider is rarely permitted the floor. Prohibited from addressing its fellows, it turns to you. "The subject is language, and its relationship to our sapience. We're meant to be agreeing conclusions. And I'm not allowed to scuttle out for an eyeball till we have.""<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Sides_in_a_Debate|Sides in a Debate|Fallen London|}} ''"A sorrow spider the size of a Great Dane sidles up to you. "Are you refreshments?" Its many eyes peer hopefully at you, and then behind you. "We are long overdue a break." As one of the younger members of the Symposium, this spider is rarely permitted the floor. Prohibited from addressing its fellows, it turns to you. "The subject is language, and its relationship to our sapience. We're meant to be agreeing conclusions. And I'm not allowed to scuttle out for an eyeball till we have.""''</ref>''</blockquote>'''The Spider Symposium''' was discovered under the Singing Mandrake during Mr Chimes' [[The Grand Clearing-Out|Grand Clearing-Out]]. During the clearing, many excavation workers almost fell into the cavernous depths below the pub; however, the building has now been structurally reinforced, with a narrow entrance to the caverns now located at the back of the cellar.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Head_Into_the_Cellars,_Then_Further_Down|Head Into the Cellars, Then Further Down|Fallen London|}} ''"Mr Chimes' Grand Clearing-Out broke the earth beneath the Singing Mandrake (narrowly avoiding it tumbling into the depths). The pub has been shored up, and a permanent – if narrow – entrance remains at the back of its cellar."''</ref> Few people dare enter the caverns other than the occasional research assistant,<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Accept_the_contents_of_a_large_cocoon|Accept the contents of a large cocoon|Fallen London|}} ''""Since you're doing such good work for us, we shall aid your own." A brown spider the size of a wine-barrel rolls a cocoon towards you. "I had been saving this, but I am willing to share with one of your prodigious talents.""''</ref> as they are filled with hungry [[Sorrow-Spiders|sorrow-spiders]], which are locked in an endless debate over the nature of language and its relationship to their sapience.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Sides_in_a_Debate|Sides in a Debate|Fallen London|}} ''"A sorrow spider the size of a Great Dane sidles up to you. "Are you refreshments? [...] We are long overdue a break. [...] The subject is language, and its relationship to our sapience. We're meant to be agreeing conclusions. And I'm not allowed to scuttle out for an eyeball till we have.""''</ref>  


Most of London is unaware of the Symposium below their feet or the danger it presents. If this eternal debate finally ended, a horde of hungry spiders would immediately break for "lunch," descending upon the city in search of a prodigious banquet of flesh and bone.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Return_the_Symposium_to_Deadlock|Return the Symposium to Deadlock|Fallen London|}} ''"It's all very well winning the esteem of one of the groups or another – but if they all finally come to an agreement, then they will break for 'lunch'. A many-thousand-strong spider gathering would require a prodigious banquet to be sated. For the sake of the Londoners living above, you'd best [...] reduce their advantage and ensure that they face a sizeable opposition from their peers [...]"''</ref>  
Most of London is unaware of the Symposium below their feet or the danger it presents. If this eternal debate finally ended, a horde of hungry spiders would immediately break for "lunch," descending upon the city in search of a prodigious banquet of flesh and bone.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Return_the_Symposium_to_Deadlock|Return the Symposium to Deadlock|Fallen London|}} ''"It's all very well winning the esteem of one of the groups or another – but if they all finally come to an agreement, then they will break for 'lunch'. A many-thousand-strong spider gathering would require a prodigious banquet to be sated. For the sake of the Londoners living above, you'd best [...] reduce their advantage and ensure that they face a sizeable opposition from their peers [...]"''</ref>  

Revision as of 01:22, 9 June 2025

"A sorrow spider the size of a Great Dane sidles up to you. "Are you refreshments?" Its many eyes peer hopefully at you, and then behind you. "We are long overdue a break."

"As one of the younger members of the Symposium, this spider is rarely permitted the floor. Prohibited from addressing its fellows, it turns to you. "The subject is language, and its relationship to our sapience. We're meant to be agreeing conclusions. And I'm not allowed to scuttle out for an eyeball till we have.""[1]

The Spider Symposium was discovered under the Singing Mandrake during Mr Chimes' Grand Clearing-Out. During the clearing, many excavation workers almost fell into the cavernous depths below the pub; however, the building has now been structurally reinforced, with a narrow entrance to the caverns now located at the back of the cellar.[2] Few people dare enter the caverns other than the occasional research assistant,[3] as they are filled with hungry sorrow-spiders, which are locked in an endless debate over the nature of language and its relationship to their sapience.[4]

Most of London is unaware of the Symposium below their feet or the danger it presents. If this eternal debate finally ended, a horde of hungry spiders would immediately break for "lunch," descending upon the city in search of a prodigious banquet of flesh and bone.[5]

The Eternal Debate

Perhaps some of the spiders appreciate your intervention. But certainly not all. It would be best to make a swift exit before they forget their rule: 'no meals in the debating chamber'.[6]

Within the Spider Symposium, there are three factions: the Small Spiders, the Isolated Titan, and the Scholars in their Prime. As long as none of them is able to win, the debate must continue, alongside the various rules of debate, with perhaps none so pertinent as the rule that there shall be no meals in the debating chamber.[7]

The Smaller Spiders are the most numerous but least prestigious faction of the Symposium. These spiders are nonchalant about debate, with some going as far as to suggest that some problems (such as the one being discussed) are not even worth bothering with. Unfortunately for them, this argument has thankfully yet to find purchase amongst the rest of the Symposium.[8] Argumentatively, the biggest flaw of the smaller spiders is that their youth has made them too arrogant; they are lacking in a singular comprehension of the concept of language and the individual words that they use, which in turn leads them to discard awkward facts and incorrectly cite other scholars.[9]

The Isolated Titan

The Isolated Titan stands alone in the center of the ceiling.[10] It is massive, the size of a draft horse, and quite elderly; though its physical prowess has diminished, its intelligence and arguments have been honed by years of experience.[11] Argumentatively, the greatest flaw of the Titan is that age has made it shortsighted. Its words have become unpersuasive as language and its discourse has moved forward, making the titan and its arguments irrelevant to the contemporary discussion.[12]

The self-proclaimed Scholars in their Prime are arrayed around the chamber in a manner akin to an amphitheater.[13] These now-greying scholars are large, quick in their rebuttals, and confident in their responses.[14] However, their self-proclaimed title implies a limitation in their viewpoint: it presupposes that their self-imposed label is accepted by the Symposium and that it also has a common and accepted meaning. Both of these claims have yet to be proven.[15]

References

  1. ↑ Sides in a Debate, Fallen London "A sorrow spider the size of a Great Dane sidles up to you. "Are you refreshments?" Its many eyes peer hopefully at you, and then behind you. "We are long overdue a break." As one of the younger members of the Symposium, this spider is rarely permitted the floor. Prohibited from addressing its fellows, it turns to you. "The subject is language, and its relationship to our sapience. We're meant to be agreeing conclusions. And I'm not allowed to scuttle out for an eyeball till we have.""
  2. ↑ Head Into the Cellars, Then Further Down, Fallen London "Mr Chimes' Grand Clearing-Out broke the earth beneath the Singing Mandrake (narrowly avoiding it tumbling into the depths). The pub has been shored up, and a permanent – if narrow – entrance remains at the back of its cellar."
  3. ↑ Accept the contents of a large cocoon, Fallen London ""Since you're doing such good work for us, we shall aid your own." A brown spider the size of a wine-barrel rolls a cocoon towards you. "I had been saving this, but I am willing to share with one of your prodigious talents.""
  4. ↑ Sides in a Debate, Fallen London "A sorrow spider the size of a Great Dane sidles up to you. "Are you refreshments? [...] We are long overdue a break. [...] The subject is language, and its relationship to our sapience. We're meant to be agreeing conclusions. And I'm not allowed to scuttle out for an eyeball till we have.""
  5. ↑ Return the Symposium to Deadlock, Fallen London "It's all very well winning the esteem of one of the groups or another – but if they all finally come to an agreement, then they will break for 'lunch'. A many-thousand-strong spider gathering would require a prodigious banquet to be sated. For the sake of the Londoners living above, you'd best [...] reduce their advantage and ensure that they face a sizeable opposition from their peers [...]"
  6. ↑ Affronted chittering, indistinguishable from applause, ' "Spiders indicate fury, and excitement, and humour, through limb waving and rubbing. This very moment, you are surrounded by thousands of excited, stridulating spiders. Individually, the sound would be somewhere between a cricket's chirrup and a metallic purr. But here, the room reverberates with vibrations, and they're only increasing in pitch. Perhaps some of the spiders appreciate your intervention. But certainly not all. It would be best to make a swift exit before they forget their rule: 'no meals in the debating chamber'."
  7. ↑ Turn against (the spiders), Fallen London "It would be best to make a swift exit before they forget their rule: 'no meals in the debating chamber'."
  8. ↑ Add your voice to that of the smaller spiders, Fallen London "They possess a devil-may-care attitude towards debate. One posits that some problems are so intractable that it is a waste of time to try to solve them. It is rapidly clicked into silence by its elders. They may be the group with the lowest prestige here, but they are the most numerous."
  9. ↑ Turn against the younger spiders, Fallen London "Their youth has made them arrogant. They lack wisdom, discard awkward facts, and incorrectly cite other scholars – suggesting a singular lack of comprehension not only of the concept of language, but the individual words they use to discuss it."
  10. ↑ Align with the isolated titan, Fallen London "It is the size of a shire horse, and holds prime position on the centre of the ceiling. But its eyes are milky with age, and its limbs creak as it waves a leg to punctuate its point."
  11. ↑ Accept some handma— some silk, Fallen London ""Over the years, I've honed many talents." The titan drops towards you on a thread as thick as rope. "Since we are so aligned here, perhaps we share other tastes." It passes you a sample of its handiwork.”"
  12. ↑ Turn against the isolated titan, Fallen London "The titan is short-sighted, literally and figuratively. Perhaps, once, its words had weight, but now they are laboured and unpersuasive. Language, and the discussion surrounding it, has moved on. The titan has let itself become irrelevant."
  13. ↑ Propose a Pertinent Point, Fallen London "The scholars in their prime have arrayed themselves on levels around the chamber as if it were an amphitheatre. To speak for them, you need only stand at the front of one wall. From there, you have hundreds of spiders before you – and at your back."
  14. ↑ Speak for the self-proclaimed 'scholars in their prime', Fallen London "Large, nimble, quick to leap both to a rebuttal and onto an opponent's web. If the hairs on their abdomen are starting to grey – well, it would be an impoliteness to draw attention to it. One does not wish to be impolite with Sorrow-Spiders."
  15. ↑ Turn against the 'most-eminent' scholars, Fallen London "The 'most-eminent' scholars are called so only by themselves. This self-appellation suggests a limitation of viewpoint: labels can be powerful, but only if their meaning – and merit – is widely accepted."
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