Cost Characteristic Value Roll Notes  
30 STR 40 17- Lift: 6400 kg    Damage: 8d6    END: 4
46 DEX 33 16-  
15 CON 25 14-  
5 INT 15 12- PER Roll: 12-
5 EGO 15 12- Mental Defense: 3
10 PRE 20 13- PRE Attack: 4d6
25 OCV 8 ---  
40 DCV 11 ---  
0 OMCV 3 ---  
0 DMCV 3 ---  
50 SPD 7 --- Phases: 2, 4, 6, 7, 9, 11, 12
6 PD 8/16 --- Resistant PD: 8
3 ED 5/13 --- Resistant ED: 8
10 REC 14 ---  
8 END 60 ---  
0 BODY 10 ---  
15 STUN 50 ---  
6 Running 18 m --- END: 2
0 Swimming 4 m --- END: 1
0 Leaping 10 m --- Forward: 10 m  Upward: 5 m  END: 4
Character Summary      
Real Name: Arachne / "Olivia Christakos" Played By: NPC
Concept: Martial Artist Nationality: Greek
Hair/Eye Color: Dark Brown/Grayish-Green Date of Birth: Summer, 1050 BC
Height/Weight: 5' 6" / 130 lbs Place of Birth: The Anatolian Region of Ionian Turkey
Cost Powers END
60 Weaving a Tangled Web:  Multipower (60 Point Reserve) N/A
5f 1) Blinding Webs: Sight Group Flash 8d6 - Reduced Endurance (1/2 END Cost; +1/4), Armor Piercing (+1/4)(60 Active Points); Not vs. Desolidified Targets (-1/4) 2
6f 2) Caught in the Web:  Entangle 4d6, 4 PD/4 ED - Sticky (+1/2)(60 Active Points) 6
2f 3) Safety Webbing:  Telekinesis (30 STR) - Area Effect (3m Radius; +1/4)(56 Active Points); Only for Catching Falling Creatures and Objects (-1), Requires Anchor Points (-1/2) 6
3f 4) Tagline:  Telekinesis (40 STR)(60 Active Points) - Only to Grab or Pull Towards Arachne (-1) 6
3f 5) Multiple Taglines:  Telekinesis (20 STR) - Area Effect (5m Radius; +1/2), Selective (+1/4)(52 Active Points); Only to Grab or Pull Towards Arachne (-1) 5
5f 6) Wall of Webbing:  Barrier (10 PD/3 ED, 3 BODY; Up to 10m Long, 10m Tall, and 1/2m Thick), Opaque to Sight Group (55 Active Points) 5
1f 7) Web Parachute:  Flight 5m (5 Active Points) - Gliding (-1), Costs END Only to Activate (-1/4), Cannot Gain Altitude and Must Move 6m Downward For Every 1m Forward (-1/4) 1
19 Costume Woven By Athena Herself:  Resistant Protection (8 PD/8 ED)(24 Active Points) - IIF: Armored Costume (-1/4) 0
3 Legs of a Spider:  Leaping +6m (10m Forward, 5m Upward) 1
5 Mythical Figure:  Life Support (Longevity: Immortal) 0
6 Speed of a Spider: Running +6m (18m Total) 1
10 The Spider's Path:  Clinging (Normal STR) 0
10 Web Lines:  Swinging 15m, x4 Noncombat Swinging (13 Active Points) - Physical Manifestation (-1/4) 1
--- Global Guardians Team Template N/A
3 1) Criminology 12- N/A
3 2) Deduction 12- N/A
3 3) Paramedics 12- N/A
3 4) Knowledge Skill: Known Superhuman Criminals 12- N/A
5 5) Fringe Benefit:  International Police Powers N/A
2 6) Team Base Donation:  Base (10 Points) N/A
5 7) Team Communicator:  Radio Perception/Transmission (Radio Group)(10 Active Points) - OAF: Guardians Communicator (-1) 0


Martial Arts: The Way of the Spider
4 Embrace of the Spider +0 OCV +0 DCV 12d6 Crush.  Must Follow Grab
4 Evasive Spider --- +5 DCV Dodge, Affects All Attacks, Abort
3 Flying Spider +2 OCV +1 DCV 8d6 Strike.  You Fall, Target Falls
4 Many-Armed Block +2 OCV +2 DCV Block, Abort
4 Spider Bite +0 OCV +2 DCV 10d6 Strike
Cost Skills
3 Acrobatics
3 Area Knowledge:  Ancient Greece 12-
3 Concealment 12-
--- Everyman Skills
0 Acting 8-
0 Area Knowledge:  Ancient Anatolia
0 Climbing 8-
0 Concealment 8-
0 Conversation 8-
0 Deduction 8-
0 Language Skill: Greek (Ancient) - Idiomatic
0 Paramedics 8-
0 Persuasion 8-
0 Professional Skill; Weaver 11-
0 Shadowing 8-
0 Stealth 8-
3 Language Skill: English - Completely Fluent
3 Power Skill: Webslinging 16-
3 Shadowing 12-
3 Sleight of Hand 16-
3 Stealth 16-
3 Teamwork 16-
Cost Talents
3 Ambidexterity (No Off Hand Penalty)
18 Combat Luck (9 PD/9 ED)
3 Lightning Reflexes (+3 DEX To Act First With All Actions)
425+ Complications
20   Hunted: Tarot Infrequently (Mo Pow; NCI; Harshly Punish) 
20   Psychological Complication: Code vs. Killing (Common; Total) 
10   Psychological Complication: Not Afraid To Risk Herself For Others (Common; Moderate) 
15   Social Complication: Secret Identity ("Olivia Christakos") Frequently, Major 
10   Watched: The Greek Gods Infrequently (Mo Pow; NCI; Watching) 
Character Point Summary      
Characteristics Cost: 268 Base Points: 425
Powers Cost: 162 Total Matching Complication Points: 75
Martial Arts Cost: 19 Total Experience Points Earned: 0
Skills Cost: 27 Experience Points Spent: 0
Talents Cost: 24 Experience Points Unspent: 0
Perquisites Cost: 0 Total Points: 500
Total Cost: 500    

The woman sat alone on the park bench in the warm spring afternoon. It was a beautiful day in New York City’s Central Park, and the air carried the smells of grass, flowers, and the possibilities of a season still early in its cycle. The woman was dressed in a light summer dress of greens and blues, which accented nicely with her bronze skin and jet-black hair.  Her face was the very picture of patience, and her doe brown eyes had a depth and warmth that instantly caught the attention of many passers-by. She waited with her hands folded gently and demurely in her lap, and a small, pleasant smile on her face. Today, however, was a special day, and the woman did not wish to be noticed, admired, or adored by the dozens of people enjoying the park’s sylvan surroundings.

The lone female had no sooner let this thought cross her mind, and the park’s visitors began to drift away of their own accord, finding other, more interesting areas of the park to explore. Not a word was said, not a glance was exchanged, but it happened just the same. The woman looked around the beautiful setting of the forest, with its manicured walkways, bright green trees, and singing birds.

"Artemis would be proud," she thought to herself.

The woman sat this way, thinking of nothing and everything, keeping busy and yet doing nothing, for several hours, and according to her wishes, she sat as if invisible, with not one person glancing in her direction, or even acknowledging her presence in any way. Soon the sky began to subtly darken with the approach of nightfall, and all of the colors of the park turned dusky and muted, speckled in shadow and the waning light of the sun.  It was then that she felt a slight tickle on her sandal-covered foot, and knew that her guest had arrived. Turning her head slowly and without alarm, she glanced down at her shapely foot to see a large brown spider climbing its way towards her ankle with the dexterity and deliberate movements that only spiders possess. The woman knew this particular spider, and knew it well. She could not honestly say that she knew its species, because this particular arachnid had no species. It was as unique as the woman herself, and that trait was only one of many that the woman her eight-legged visitor shared.

A smile that could best be described as beatific crossed the woman’s face, and it radiated from her eyes in a warmth that would make children sigh with delight, and grown men stop in their tracks. The words that flowed from her lips were spoken in a long-forgotten dialect of Greek that rolled from her tongue like honey. "Hello, little one. I was expecting you."

The spider stopped at the gossamer sound of the woman’s voice, and arched its upper body as if it was listening intently to her.

The woman continued to speak quietly, and yet with utter clarity. "I knew that our paths would cross again, and I have need of your assistance. My wish is that our differences be set aside, and that we begin our relationship anew. What say you?"

The spider was frozen on her foot, and was not moving a single hair on its body, as if it were seized with uncertainty or doubt, as if spiders were capable of such things.

The woman extended a hand that was slim and delicate, yet steady and sure. When it reached the spider, the spider jumped nimbly from the woman’s foot directly into her hand with amazing alacrity.  The woman placed the spider in the soft, lush grass at her feet, and turned her gaze upward. To the casual observer, it may have appeared that the woman was saying a prayer, or perhaps asking forgiveness for something she had done, or was going to do. Those observers would be more correct then ever they knew.  When the woman turned her gaze back to the spider’s resting place, a beautiful woman had taken its place. The young woman was nude, and she was bent over her knees in an almost prayerful kneeling position. The woman shared many of the same characteristics as the one seated at the park bench, including her tan skin, raven black hair, and trim athletic build.

The woman seated at the park bench spoke again. "Hello, Arachne. You are as beautiful as I remember."

Arachne remained kneeling at her mistress’ feet, afraid to say anything, and still reeling from her sudden release and transformation. Feelings that she hadn’t felt in centuries raced across her mind, from the feel of the grass on her toes, to the play of the wind through her long, dark hair.

The woman spoke again. "Please address me, Arachne. We must be sure to start off on better ground than we have in the past." Her voice was kind, but was slightly more insistent, and the latter prompted the naked young woman to speak.

"M-mistress Athena, you grace me with your presence, as always." She still had not dared to raise her eyes to meet Athena’s, and after the millenia spent as the first spider on earth, she had no desire to invoke her mistress’ wrath again.

Athena spoke again. "I have called you at this time, and to this place, for many reasons. One of those reasons is because after all of this time, after all of the winters, springs, and passing years and centuries, I feel that you have learned from your mistakes, and that you are deserving of another chance at a human life."

Arachne remained motionless, with her forehead brushing the lush green grass of the park. "Thank you, Mistress."

Athena continued, "The most important reason is that I need your assistance. In this time, strange and unusual creatures abound, and not all of these creatures serve the common good and the cause of man. You will be my champion among the humans, and I will imbue in you the power to protect those that cannot protect themselves."

Arachne was extremely confused and flattered by Athena’s words, but knew better than to question anything she had to say. "Your servant is flattered by your wisdom and generosity, and I will give everything in order to avoid disappointing you."

Athena smiled down at the bowed head of her new charge, and was pleased by her willingness to take on this responsibility. "I must warn you that Zeus will not be pleased with my actions, because I have taken this course of action entirely on my own, and without his permission. He will indulge what he perceives as my folly, but will not allow any inappropriate behavior or even the slightest reason to revoke my decision."

Athena placed her hand on Arachne’s head, and Arachne felt a warmth, energy and sense of purpose that she’d never felt before. It surpassed even the greatest feelings in her life, when she was sitting at her loom and creating the beautiful crafts that had landed her in all of this trouble to begin with.

From beside the park bench, Athena withdrew a Macy’s shopping bag, and presented it to Arachne. Anyone with a true insight into this scene would have been horrified or incredibly amused at the irony of the situation. Arachne opened the bag and found a wonderfully colorful costume and a small mask. She knew now the costume that she would wear into the world to represent Athena’s cause, and a new hero was born.


Arachne is somewhat of a paradox because two of her main personality traits are her sense of humility (caused by her centuries of punishment) and her sense of accomplishment and purpose (fueled by a confidence in her abilities and her sense of divine purpose.  She is determined to show Athena that the goddess’ confidence in her was not misplaced, and that she can perform the task that Athena has set before her. She still loves to sit at her loom and weave, and uses it to relax and pass the time when she’s not fulfilling her duties to Athena.  Being a commoner herself, she is kind to her fellow man, and intends to protect those who cannot protect themselves, as Athena has charged her to do.


"I have the patience of a mountain and the cunning of a fox. You are no match for me."


Arachne knows that she is not the fiercest woman ever to don a costume, and always fights defensively until she can accurately assess her opponents’ strengths and weaknesses.  She will try to use her quickness, dexterity, and webs to good effect, keeping her targets busy and confused until she can strike to greatest effect.


Arachne appears to be a young Greek woman of approximately 25 years of age. She has long, straight jet-black hair, and the dark and silky skin of a true Athenian. Her eyes are grayish-green and twinkle with wonder and beauty. Her costume is sky-blue and white, with a delicate web-design woven into it with black thread.  She wears a black domino mask to hide her identity..  In her other identity as Olivia Christakos, she wears modern (yet demure) clothing, and conducts herself with confidence and dignity.