another point, i read that some people got thrown out of the window, but werent the windows now, idk, barred?, didnt lyonnete implement such protections?, or are they being renovated along the whole rest of the inn, too many chapters and little development that i fell off the timeline.

well what can i say, cant help but feel that the multiple plot resolution was a bit forced witht the creller spam, i wonder if we gonna have the magick reason for the rearguard of adventurers to have some survivors, did calruz live?, did the door even withstand the creller river?, i doubt it should have survived, then again seems like the crellers have high intelligence. well lets see.

It’s possible it didn’t go off until the crelers were actually in range of the door itself. It would have taken time foe them to reach that from their nest, and we don’t know exactly when the timer started ticking. Assuming the crelers were a few miles away from the door, them sprinting for 9 minutes at ~20mph would see them get to the door just about when her dangersense went off – and because it was her door, it only triggered her dangersense, and not the others in the inn.

I would imagine the “without a scratch” is more referring to Erin not actually being bitten, and thus not poisoned. Realistically, just the scramble to get out of the inn like what happened, even if there had been zero crelers, would have caused scratches and possibly light bruises. She just wasn’t injured enough to need more than perhaps a bit of potion.

Hauntgeist might not have actually been physically dead when it was stated, but rather that there was zero chance of them making it away. The crelers are fast enough that some of the people wouldn’t have made it to the door in time even had it been open, so a single team even closer to the crelers would have been considered ‘overrun’ pretty quickly.

The timing and distances do need a bit of work, but not as much as you think. I doubt most if any of the people working were world-class sprinters, so you’re probably looking more realistically at around 5 minutes per mile run, aided by the extreme danger to keep them moving at a dead sprint. If they weren’t quite at 2 miles away, that would put them just about at the correct time for reaching the door and the crelers arriving around the same time. If the crelers could manage a 3-4 minute mile sprint for a while, that would make them faster than the people, but still just enough that a bit of slowing them down could work.

It very likely didn’t have anything to do with Yvlon’s blood being hers, specifically. But, judging by where the creler nest seemed to be, prior to Yvlon cutting down the watchertree, the tree itself would have likely absorbed any blood spilled in the area. Thus, the crelers were not woken up before this, despite people/creatures possibly dying nearby, because the blood never reached them with the tree sucking it all up.

Pisces would first have to develop an animation spell that worked on crelers.

And judging by how long crelers have been around, I would imagine some necromancer somewhere would have had to have tried doing so in the past. Assuming their carapace didn’t straight up reject an animation spell – which would be quite possible if they develop magic resistance at later life stages – animating something that, from all descriptions, pretty much defies all normal biology would be difficult. Just figuring out how to move something that eventually has “more legs than you can count” would be challenging from a mechanical perspective.

Beyond that, we know undead can be controlled by other other undead, or pulled away from current controllers by stronger ones. The adult creler seems to have some sort of possible telepathy, and if so, I would not want to take a chance on it somehow being able to control undead crelers as well.

Considering how little spells seem to do to them, at least beyond larval stage, napalm likely wouldn’t do much. And I would bet they don’t have the right biology for mustard gas to do much of anything to.

this one line really struck deep to Erin. Sometimes she just makes too much sense!