<span style="font-weight: bold">Demonweb Dridder</span><br/>A long, thin leg, black as oil and glistening with reflected light, scrapes across the top of the bridge, then the possessed dridder hauls itself up onto the bridge. There’s nothing remotely sentient in her multifaceted eyes, just raw, brutal hunger. For a moment, she readies herself, then bending her abdomen beneath her, she spews thick, sticky webs towards Jules…<br/><br/><br/>OOC: It will take Jules a roll of 11+ on a d20 to extricate himself from the webbing, otherwise he’s immobilised.<br/><br/><br/>...then she hisses like a teakettle, and charges towards him:<br/><br/><br/>Demonweb Dridder: AC30, HP296/296