The spiderlike creature was just the harbinger of the massive swarm that descended upon the peaceful valley where your village once stood. An unending tide of skittering legs and clacking mouthparts, crafting a relentless tide of jagged glass instead of webs in their wake. The people of the village tried to fight them, tried to turn them away, but their efforts were in vain. Nothing could be done to stop the inexorable creep of glass as it overtook the village.
You did the only thing you could do. You fled. Packing what supplies they could gather in a short amount of time, you and your fellow villagers loaded up a series of wagons and set off before your homes could be completely overrun. You pushed the caravan hard the first few days to put distance between you and the Araneae. Now, at last, you're far enough away to have a moment to stop and catch your breaths.
But what will you do? Where will you go? These questions and more weigh on you as you gather around the campfire...