Giovani does his best to swing his rapier through the swarm as it leaves

Attack: 25 Damage: 14 

(then on his turn) he’ll chase after the swarm, swiping again 

Attack: 16 Damage: 9 

If that connects, he’ll have a surge of vines sweep along his sword, as his connection to his lord brings radiant life to strike at the swarm 16 divine smite

Inif drops his light crossbow and slips his staff from his back.  With a running start, he leaps into the air to bring the staff down in two-handed smash.  He lands and rises to a tall stance, drawing forth his ki and launching into a round kick and spinning reverse fan kick against the spider's legs.

 As the swarm bites at the faerie, she unleashes a burning energy which drops over half of them off her. Her companion, worried for her safety ignores the spider in front of him, to his own peril, to help her deal with the biting creatures. Just dodging the bite to the back, he’s able to scrape away more of the bugs with his divine power, Autumnleaf further attacking the creatures’ minds, leaving very few to continue biting at her.

Meanwhile, the spider takes a bolt to the abdomen as Speedwell looses it mid jump into a tree, finding a perch to take aim again. Inif unleashes a series of hits and kicks at the beast, causing it to stumble, but not quite fall. Having only one target now within reach it retaliates with a bite towards the monk.

Speedwell is up; everyone may queue.

Gio swipes again at the swarm with a flourish of his rapier and growing vines still erupting from the blood left behind

Autumnleaf raises a hand and fires a bolt of violet force at the nearest arachnoid, having had quite enough of being bitten.

Inif grimaces as the spider's mandibles sink into his flesh and the poison drips from its fangs

 Inif responds with a circling cloud stick from his staff and a plants the staff to launch into a jump side kick.

Speedwell aims and shoots again at the large spider, he’s not going to bounce away yet, but (if he’s allowed to?) he’ll save his movement /reaction to try to dodge if the spider attempts to retaliate against him. 

Gio, tired of dealing with a small swarm of tiny spiders, calls down the heavens to help him easily pick off the remaining few as they attempt to scurry away. The others all focus on the spider, who seeing her brood destroyed manages to avoid the blast of eldritch energy, the bolt from the crossbow, and even under the monks staff, only to take an additional, unexpected, kick to the head, which is just enough to cause it to stumble, and then fall to the ground, it's legs immediately beginning to curl and twitch as it dies.

The party looks at each other, and begins to catch their breath, listening to the swamp and now noticing just how quiet it is.

combat done; what would you like to do?

Speedwell will hop down from the tree and go into the lair, first looking for any new dangers, then looking for the goblins. If he finds them alive, he’ll cut them out of the webs with his sword. 

Autumnleaf will hand the torch off, back to Inif, then hover over to the downed spider, pulling out a dagger and beginning to carve into it while humming a tune, collecting a few small bits of chitin and slipping them in her bag.

Giovani starts dancing around the scene, a victory frolic, briefly against his aloof nature. 

“Now that gets the blood flowing! Ahh… nicely done, friends. I knew I was right asking you along. Can I offer you a back rub after that?”

Inif, somewhat shaken by the large bite regains his composure and academic interest- "Does anyone know the variety of this spider?  I would like to make note in my journal."

Inif takes the torch to aid Speedwell in the removal of the webs and searches the spider's lair for anything of value.

Inif and Speedwell head into the lair to see what they can find inside. It's basically a cave about 15 feet or so deep, and a bit less than 10 around, all the walls are fully coated in webbing. Hanging from the ceiling are a number of webbed up creatures, mostly goblin though it seems there may be a couple young humans as well, most are in serious case of decay, the smell accompanying them. It's easy enough to find the two new arrivals, and cutting the webbing into them you discover an acrid smell coming from both which appears to show that they were both given a full dose of the beast's poison. Neither is alive. In your search you do notice that one of the two is holding a small clump of leaves in his hand. Speedwell gives this a sniff, and seems to have run across the plants somewhere before, but cannot quite remember how to use them.

Outside the lair by the body of the beast, Giovani is very happy with himself, though perhaps disappointed that no one took him up on his offer of a post battle back rub. He knows that after a serious fight you need to release stress somehow after all. And perhaps that is what Autumnleaf is doing, though it's hard to be sure through her humming and all the blood. As she floats upside down over the body of the spider digging into it with her dagger and collecting small, seemingly random, bits of it and tossing them into her bag for later.

What would you like to do?

Speedwell takes the clump of leaves from the dead goblin and walks back out of the cave. Hearing Inif’s question, he steps closer to the spider and takes a closer look at it to see if he can identify it. 

“Other than ‘very large’,” Speedwell says to Inif’, “I’m not sure what kind of spider this is. I don’t typically see these in the grasslands that I come from.”

 Then, he steps away and faces the direction they came from. “Do you all think we should camp here for the night, or get back to the trail and keep moving?”

“I know little of spiders, but I doubt anything will come this direction to bother us if we camp in the beast’s lair.” Giovani shrugs. 

Inif looks about, as if to calculate the risks. "Very well.  I could use some rest after that bite.  Hopefully we won't be disturbed before daybreak."

Autumnleaf just throws her arms up in an exaggerated shrug. "Rest is best in spiders nest."

Moving into the nest, she waits for everybody to enter before pulling what looks like a porcelain doll out, setting it in the center of the nests entrance, then hovering up towards the ceiling to curl up and fall asleep herself.

Speedwell looks at the doll, then looks at Autumnleaf, then back to the doll. Deciding not to ask the question, he looks around for a good spot to get some rest. 

Giovani sees the doll, gives it a full bow, and heads for sleep.

The party all lays down for the night, setting up a small fire in the middle of the web lair. The webs provide some cushion while they rest, though it’s hard to roll around as you get constantly stuck to it. The lair itself also smells of a putrid, acrid death, so waking up is not so pleasant, and you find it has seeped into your clothing and gear the following morning.

The night shifts go by uneventfully, most critters knowing to avoid the smell of the lair naturally. Only one thing of note, is during Inif’s shift, while shaking off the sleep and pain of the fight, he decided to stand up and walk towards the entrance to the lair to get some fresh air and look around. As he approached the entrance he suddenly jumped in shock as, just below his feet, a high pitched squeaky voice suddenly cried out “Come here! Give me a hug!” Once his heart rate returned to normal he looked down and saw Autumnleaf’s doll laying on the ground seemingly looking up at him with a grin that was strangely reminiscent of its owner’s. Now wide awake, he skirted around it to go back in and wait out his shift by the fire.

long rest. It is now mid/late morning. What would you like to do?