It's a little unnerving how Aravashnial turns his head toward Mei as if he can see her perfectly clearly, despite there being no possible way for him to be anything but blind after the wound the balor's whip inflicted. He seems to arch an eyebrow at her, giving her a long moment to look at his ravaged visage and realize that he cannot<em>see</em>the bow that, in her words, 'isn't just for show'. "Thank you kindly," he answers her finally with a thin, condescending graciousness that implies he is doing her the favor of allowing her to be his personal guardian.<br/><br/>"Anevia Tirablade," the archer introduces herself. She glances at Mei and her quiver, looking briefly like something's on the tip of her tongue, but before she can decide whether to say anything, she's interrupted. "Lord Horgus Gwerm." The human noble offers his full name proudly.<br/><br/>Mila, meanwhile, discovers that the vast cavern they've found themselves in has just one exit leading to further catacombs. Nearby, however, looms an unsettling shape. There, an immense spider the size of a horse crouches, silent and still, and, should the rest of the party draw near enough for their torchlight to fall on it, they'll discover it to be black as night save for a large splotch of color, red as fresh blood on its abdomen, cutting further introductions short. As they approach, they discover it exudes a truly putrid odor.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Perception checks. Knowledge (nature) to identify.</div></div><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mila</div><div class="spoiler_body">From its condition, Mila is fairly sure it's dead – that's what the reeking smell is – but she picks up on a two distinctly disturbing details. A muffled chewing sound seems to be coming from the spider, and there seems to be a bulge wriggling inside its abdomen.</div></div>