coolAlias
Explorer
Oh, now I want to make it so:BTW, I think it's interesting they drag you away to 'eat later,' I thought I remembered them laying eggs on their victims - making them fantasy parasitoids.
You wake up, still groggy from the poison, but the carrion crawler is nowhere to be seen. Perhaps it has wandered off in search of other prey while you ripen, or perhaps it is still nearby - in either case, you manage to crawl away to safety without attracting further attention.
(days or weeks later)
The strange, burning itch in your leg continues unabated, the large pustules slowly migrating across your aching thigh. As you sullenly prod at one, your skin breaks open and a white, grub-like creature wriggles in mid-air, pieces of your flesh readily visible in its tentacled maw. You gaze in horror as dozens more come bursting forth, swarming up your torso in a feeding frenzy just as you feel yourself slipping into a poison-induced coma... roll a saving throw. <evil DM laughter>