Chapter 1 - Leaving Dunova

Despite their precautions, the trek still left Velisse bruised from the exertions. They had better catch their breath before advancing.

"How do we want to deal with those?" Velisse indicated the spiders, sword already in hand. She needed to know if the rest preferred to sneak while she watched to see if they continued to be unnoticed.

"The best scraps are those you avoid," Strong Ail says. "Though not knowing what's behind the door, it may be better to deal with them now than suffering an assault on both sides."

"It's only two and we've got the drop on them. I say we give them a wallop and then we don't have to worry about them later."

Velisse smiled and put her visor back down, ready for action. It was the method she would've chosen if she were alone, like she did when first encountering the armoured shells outside.

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Unfortunately for the group, it seems the spiders aren't as unaware of their guests as they seem. Or rather, the ruins themselves aren't. As the group advances ready to spring their sneak attack, an object splits from the wall. Its humanoid in shape, though taller than a man by head and shoulders.

Like the walls its skin is obsidian with pulsing purple light. The stone is sculped into the form of armour the likes of which none of you have ever seen, and in one mighty fist it carries a hammer. In the other, a large round shield. It's passive face betrays no emotion, but it ignores the spiders and advances toward you, and they seize the opportunity to join it.

"Of course there would be more danger!" Jezlyn complains. "At least it's nothing I've ever seen before. I wonder what it is?" Jezlyn studies the stone man.

Pinion didn't really engage in fisticuffs, actively avoided them actually, but he at least tried to be prepared for anything. As such, he had a device ready for just such an occasion. He constructs a weapon that will blast the spiders with fire.

"Stone guardians this time!" Velisse called out as one of the obsidian golems headed towards her, hammer swinging. Raising her own greatsword, she prepared herself to engage with it.