On a rock near where Santoro heard the scrabbling squats a form, a gigantic manlike form with two shining golden eyes. "What have we here?" it hisses. "A half-man of the north, a Zamoran sewer rat, and a rotten dog of a Bossonian. Fine additions to my menagerie of would-be slayers shall ye be." It laughs a dry, rattling laugh. "For you have been sent to slay me, no? As have many before you, and many better than you, I assure you. It smiles. Thorkin dives at it, eager to plunge his blade deep into this thing's black heart. But as he does so, the thing merely laughs its hideously rasping laugh again and vanishes in a cloud of brimstone. "Fight this, man-things!"
From the grass off to the north scuttles a quartet of spiders, huger than any normal spiders have a right to be. Eight emerald eyes shine above their busily working mouth-parts. Their fangs dripping venom like two assassin's daggers, they fall upon you...
Lightly Wounded = 75% health or above
Moderately Wounded = 50%-75% health
Severely Wounded = 25%-50% health
Critically Wounded = less than 25% health
Giant Spider #1: unhurt
Giant Spider #2: unhurt
Giant Spider #3: unhurt
Giant Spider #4: unhurt
Thorkin: unhurt
Santoro: unhurt
Balavous: unhurt
I won't call for the Terror Save for the undead guy until you actually fight him.