Liam, distracted by the odd catapult, fails to notice when the others push on ahead in pursuit of more mites. He looks up and sees that Pixie and Brandeleon have left the room. He waves to Kyria and signals that they should move up as well. He points the tip of his sword forward and moves through the gloom looking for the light Brandeleon cast earlier.
The Mite vanishes from your light down the tunnel at the far end of the room as the Giant Centipedes advance. These vermin, as large as any man in your group, surge forward with disturbing speed to bite at you. The largest and most viscous looking of the pack surges forward to clap mandibles into Pixie's leg (1 damage and make a DC13 Fort save or take 3 Dex damage) wound is strangely numb and Pixie finds her limbs feeling strangely leaden. The other two fail to hit with their own attacks.
As Pixie shakes off the centipede a surge of adrenaline allows her to shake off the effects of the poison and she swings wildly with both of her axes trying to fend it off.
"This is why you don't go traipsing headlong into danger, bandit," Rhote grumbles as he steps besides Pixie. A smattering of arcane sounds issues from his lips as he arches his fingers in front of him. His skin grows warm as a cone of fire bursts forth from his hands and into the path of the oncoming swarm.
OOC: Casting burning hands at the beasties. Cone-shaped, 15ft range length. Reflex for half, but doesn't matter since my roll sucked.
Crawling through the narrow passages full of vines, the Prince sees lights and flames erupt ahead. He forces his way through the back ranks until he is standing beside Pixie using his shield and sword to drive back the creatures. "Ha! This tale will be worth a round of drinks at the next tavern for sure!"