Well this was off to a roaring start, that is, if spiders roared. They'd failed to spot the ambush until the spellcaster had been carried off into the treetops. The battle had gone downhill from there, leaving Sammy and the barbarian, and it was time to go. "Jorak! For the love of the gods, let's go!" Sammy implored as the large tribal brought a heavy axe down on one of the giant spiders. "Jorak no fear bugs!" The barbarian roared, ripping a web line from his shoulder. Unfortunately, more came at him from every direction, cocooning him as the spiders carried him off. "Lady Eiclare forgive me," Sammy whispered in horror before turning and fleeing into the forest, rapier still clutched in his hand.