Saeth, directly behind the Feldard, took a step back and brandished her blade, seeking room to swing it. Swinging over the Dwarf’s head could hurt the company as a whole, whatever benefits it risked bringing to the stout axeman.
Beetles… Giant Beetles… Only in a Mage’s castle.. Spurred on by the Elfs presence right behind him, Feldard charged forward and swung for the first of the insects aiming for the head where possible.
“Oh joy! Bugs! I wonder if these go squish if you tread on them,” remarked Nicolai as he attempted to circle around behind the beetles to avoid their mandibles.
Between the rush of brave friends Miklos glanced at what they were charging at. Fascinating, Miklos wondered what experiments had created such beasts. Recalling his study of entemology beetles’ main defense were their hardened exoskeletons. Now if this creatures where directly in proportion to their common inch long cousins their shells would be practicaly impenetrable.
“I’d suggest stabbing at the eyes or underbelly!” Miklos offered. He always had his sleep spell at the ready just in case these creatures proved too tough. But he felt that he may need it later so he held off. He couldn’t really see quite what was going on in the room. However, in the background he noted the bookshelves with a grunt of satifaction. The Dining Room should be the next room they come to if the building followed classic design, or perhaps a large reception room depending on the size. The sounds of steel and chittering noises disturbed his train of thought. Miklos doubted he’d be much help but he might distract one if it came in range of his staff.
Maruc released his flail and raised his shield. He strode in after to aid his friends. He was wondering what manner of Necromancer would employ his dark arts to the twisting of nature, as well as the dead. Maruc started to glimpse into the mind of Sevastian he didn’t like it one bit. Assuming that Sevastian created these creatures and they hadn’t just creapt here from some subterrainean tunneling.
Feldard’s axe chopped through the outer shell of the first charging beetle, but the other was flying right behind, and stuck its dagger-sized mandibles into the stout warrior, who again paid a price for his recklessness. With blazing speed, Saeth’s sword stabbed deep into the glowing insect before it could do much damage.
Though dead, the bugs continued to glow as they laid upon the ground.
“Have any of you seen the like of this before?” Maruc said shoving his shield in the way of a questing mandible.
Being of the forest, Saeth was familiar with this breed of bug, referred to as the fire beetle. Despite their unusual size, they were not magically created, and were more commonly found underground, though it was not too unusual to encounter them above ground as well. Their glowing glands could prove valuable, as they continued giving off light for days after being removed, and this light could allow the humans to see, without interfering significantly with the demihuman infravision.