Eldariel squints to see what's emerging... and then cries out A swarm! Arm yourselves, friends, and prepare to move!
He pulls his oil flask from his pouch, and looks for a lit torch (not the everburning one) to either light it off of or to have it thrown after he lights his torch.
Afterwards, he's going to run up the stairs (hacking through the webs there with his sword) and away from the swarm. That is, if Aria is going to go with him. He'll stay with her (having given his word, etc., if she went out of her hut).
[sblock=quickstats] Lord Eldariel Spellblade
Elf Ranger 1
Str 12 (+1)
Dex 17 (+3)
Con 12 (+1)
Int 19 (+4)
Wis 10 (0)
Cha 8 (-1)
HP: 11
Fort: +3
Ref: +5
Will: +0
Init: +3 (dex)
AC: 18 (Scale Mail +5, Dex +3)
Weapon: Elven Curved Blade (+4 to hit, 1d10+1 damage, 19-20/x2)
Feats:
Weapon Finesse,
Armour proficiency (light, medium, shields),
[FONT="] Weapon proficiency (simple, martial, elven)
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