Jian's theory seems to be correct, the creatures scurrying around. The ronin chuckles. "I don't mean to alarm anyone, but I'm terrified of spiders." Despite her flippancy about her phobia, her hand shakes slightly as she reaches for her sword, the torchlight jittering. Finally, one of the creatures gathers its courage and approaches. It's a spider, but something is noticeably wrong with it, besides the fact that it's the size of a large dog. It seems...malformed, a mess of asymmetrical limbs and hateful eyes, more than the usual eight, with strange growths and fleshy protrusions erupting from its tough hide. It rears back, preparing to jump towards the group.