Gerwin heaves the lighted flask of oil, and though her aim is solid, the flask barely misses directly impacting the spiders.
It does, however, burst into flames right in their midst, sending flaming oil in all directions. With a horrible screeching sound,
the creatures scatter
|Gerwin gains 400 XP for routing the spiders |
, disappearing completely into the environment.
And once again, you are alone...
Up ahead, the path continues as before, dull, dirty, and rocky. Your progress is unfettered by spiders or other creatures, although occasional chitters and screeches draw your attention, reminding you not to let your guard down.
Shortly, you reach another fork in the path, though this one is unmarked. Directly in front of you is a large cliff, perhaps 40 feet high, preventing further travel forwards. The road diverges to the left and the right once again, and once again you are faced with a decision.
To the right, you can barely make out the tops of tall pines off in the distance, a hint of green on an otherwise bleak landscape. The path is much as before, dirt and rock as far as the eye can see.
To the left, mountainous peaks stand tall on the horizon, each seemingly taller than its neighbor. The path seems to have seen more use, and prints dot its dusty length, though none appear human to you.