<strong>Innoki, Senthaynatrix</strong><br/><br/>Caeller raises an eyebrow. "Stirges. That sounds familiar." He mutters. "Excuse me for a moment while I arrange for the bards to keep playing, and clear the room." He rises to his feet and marches over for a quick discussion - first with the landlord, then with the bards, indicating that at least one of them is to keep playing at all times. The taproom soon starts to empty as people leave in groups of twos and threes... and the stirges seem to grow agitated in the rafters.<br/><br/><strong>Quentan, Lexi</strong><br/><br/>The source of the skittering is a pair of giant centipedes that squirm out of cracks in the walls; discovering that their lair has been intruded upon, they immediately move towards you, mandibles clacking.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Combat</div><div class="spoiler_body">To save time, please give me initiative checks and all the rolls required for your first-round actions. I am not going to trouble myself with maps for this one - assume the centipedes are in melee range at this point.<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Nimeda</strong><br/><br/>(( Going to give Shorn until tomorrow to chime in, if he wishes to. ))