The centipedes scuttle quickly toward you, their mandibles clacking. The Presumed mite scampers away in the opposite direction.
Thinking quickly, Pyros dashes forward, then flicks his open hand toward the mite and centipedes. A cone of fire leaps from his outstretched hand.
Reflex DC 13 for half damage.
Autumn let out a snort, almost like a bull, before she jumped into the think of it. In her hands was a handaxe, not the typical bow.
She moved up to the closet centipede and swung the handaxe as skillfully as she use her bow.
Pyros dashes forward, trying to reach the mite and his centipedes before the creature can escape.
Hanging back until the light moves into the room then Regina moves into as well.
He moved into the room and followed the others, with the torch,perhaps the light would bother the creatures... or perhaps it would just make him a bigger target. He would be fine with either.
Caerwyn rushes across the chamber and joins Pyros, waiting to attack.
Autumn leads the way with a charge; her axe flashes down, severing the head of one of the centipedes. It's body flips and flops harmlessly in the throes of death.
One of the surviving centipedes skitteres to Pyros, and up his leg before the Ifrit can dodge away. The mandibles do only minimal damage, but they are poison tipped.
Even of balance from her charge Autumn has no difficulty evading the other centipedes jaws.
The tiny, incredibly ugly humanoid runs and drops down the hole in the floor, disappearing from view.
Seeing the the creature drop down a hole in the flood Autumn sighed. "They'll likely know we're here now." She told the others as she focused on the centipedes still around them.
Shrugging off the centipede's tinging poison, Pyros stretches out his hand and launches a torrent of fire. The rush of flames narrowly misses Autumn, but engulfs both bugs.
DC13 Reflex save for half damage.
The flames pour over the bugs, leaving them badly burnt and smoking, but still alive and dangerous.
Caerwyn brings his blade down in an overhand chop on the caterpillar in front of Pyros.
He moved forward as well skirting a bit around the centipede and closer to the hole that the mite dropped down through.
"Blasted things."
He muttered gruffly to no one at all.
Trailing after Herger and fiddling with her things. Once Regina is satisfied that she has the right bottle she glances up, "We are going down right?"
There were three to begin with.
Caerwyn splits the centipede in two, with an expert strike.
The remaining centipede squirms around, snapping at Autumn with its mandibles, but can't find a mark.
The mite scuttles on her way...
Caerwyn steps alongside Autumn and swings his sword at the centipede but his attack is stopped by a low hanging root as his blade becomes jammed. Cursing, he manages to wiggle the blade free.
"I've got your back Caerwyn." Autumn told him as she brought her hand axe down onto the centipede before her.
moving towards the hole he pulled out one of his other torches at the edge of it, preparing to light a second one to drop the first down the hole for illumination going down.
Chugging the vial in her hand and readying a shot at the hole Herger is dropping fire into.
The quick centipede dodges Caerwyn's blow, but Autumn catches the thing with her axe. Ichor sprays, and the centipede is dead, head and first three segments cut away.
Herger sees the mite below him, it hasn't got far, on it's short, little legs. The shaft drops down 10 feet; roots provide plenty of purchase for climbing. The shaft opens into another cavern with low, uncomfortable ceiling. The mite begins to scream and yell, presumably raising an alarm.
"Well, down the hatch it is." Pyros says, and chases the mite into the hole.
Pyros skids to a halt in front of the creature, blade drawn. "Hold on there tiny. Let's talk, why don't we?"
The tiny creature screams with rage, slashing at Pyros with her dagger. Up close and personal, Pyros realizes that the mite is female, though no less hideous and rage filled for it.
The ifrit evades the attack easily enough.
Pyros also notices another mite in the cave, thanks to his darkvision. He also notices that the cave takes a turn to the left. Anything could be hiding around that corner...
Moving up to the hole and glancing down it while Pyros jumps in. "Mite as well. Oh wow, bad puns. This is going to suck.
Moving just past Pyros and staring at the other mite. Palming a small vial while waiting to see if the creatures will see reason.
Autumn ran up and jumped down the hole, rolling as she did so and popped up next to Pyros.
Lighting his new torch he dropped the first one down providing hopefully better illumination for those in the group who had issues seeing in darkness before he too went down the hole.
Caerwyn follows Autumn and Herger down the hole.
The mite scrambles and rolls with surprising dexterity. She has moved before Autumn's axe or Regina's flask can connect. The mite scuttles, unharmed, around Pyros before he can react.
Regina's bomb crashes into the back wall of the cave, whistling past Caerwyn's ear on it's way.
Caerwyn rushes across the room to engage the mite in the back of the caverns, ducking low to avoid any low hanging roots.
He moved forward torwards the mite in front of Pyros sort of and he used the torch like a weapon sort of, waving it and jabbing it kinda torwards the mite as a destraction to allow the other man to get in a cleaner strike.
Caerwyn almost lands his blade, but the low ceiling interferes with his long edged sword. The mite is unharmed.
Caerwyn's elf eyes can see at least three more mites in the gloom, now that he can see around the corner of the cave. They brandish sharp throwing darts as they advance.
Growling low in her throat. All I am doing is being useless!
Moving forward throwing a bomb in the group of mites around the corner.
Autumn swung at the mite before them and greatly missed her mark.
Seeing little recourse since the tiny fey apparently doesn't want to talk, Pyros slashes at the creature with his dueling sword.
With the help of Herger's distraction, Pyros makes short work of the mite.
Regina's bomb lands, exploding if fire.
The fiery flask catches the three unfortunate mites on fire, the flail around, then collapse, their tiny lungs crisped.
Two more mites rush out of the darkness, abnormally brave, but they are defending their home after all.
The two newcomers' heads seem to swell, as their slitted eyes open revealing orbs yellow and bloodshot with tiny black pupils. A wave of malevolence flashes out of the eyes then they resume their normal squint.
The ill will is directed at Regina.
The mite cornered by Caerwyn stabs at the elf with the dart it holds in it's hand. Caerwyn evades the clumsy attack with ease.
"This is beginning to annoy me." Autumn seemed to growl before she swung her axe at the mite before Caerwyn.
He chanted while holding up his holy symbol. Calling upon his patron he cast a blessing over himself and his friends.
Caerwyn swings his blade in an arc parallel to the floor but still cannot get used to fighting in such cramped quarters.
Raising her hand to throw her next bomb and faltering, her hands start shaking. No, no, no.. Staggering forward on shaky feet and biting her tounge hard. Sharp pain lances though her and she lobs another bomb hopping to remove more of the mites and praying that her shaking fingers will not betray her. Old Deadeye please!
Pyros dashes past Regina and slices at the first mite he comes to.
Crit ?
Autumn hacks into the mite with a furious blow, it goes down in a gout of ichor.
Regina's flask finds lands just where she tosses it, and the fire burns with fury; the mite expires quickly.
Pyros' sword slashes into the mite, it drops to the floor. And with that, the fight seems to be over. At least there are no more mites in view...
"blasted little things, I dont mind exterminating pests... but this seems an extreme way to do it."
He muttered looking over their fallen foes.
Autumn cleaned off her axe before she looked over to Herger. "Mites are not... talkative so I don't think they respond to anything other than this." She told the cleric.
Pushing herself of to steady herself, focus calming the shaking in her hands. "Sha.. Shall we continue?"
Caerwyn makes his way further down the cavern and peers around the corner.