My name is Mistress Marian.

I was bitten by a spider that escaped a secret alchemy lab, and for the past twelve moons, I have been Sherwood Forest's one and only Spider-Hoode. During the day, I craft tinctures and brew medicines in the castle apothecary. At night, I slip betwixt shadows and thwart the sheriff's evil plans to exploit the villagers. The villagers expect me to kill the sheriff any day now, but I that was never in my plans. How could I do such a thing? Knocking out soldiers and poisoning officials with sleeping potions is one thing, but murder? Heaven forbid it! I couldn't possibly. Not only would it damn my immortal soul, but I couldn't possibly do that to his son Robin. I love Robin, and the young earl has no idea what his father–or his forbidden love–do in the dark of night.

Being a folk hero is no easy feat, but just as Joan of Arc was called by Gabriel to protect her homeland, so this is my duty from God. To protect mine, with the special abilities He has bid me fit to possess.