IWUAaDNW: Party 5.4

I did, however, have some method of motivating them, which I revealed on the opposite end of the room. A group of wasps came in, each holding a hollow sphere of beeswax about the size of a basketball in their legs. I made one of them drop the container on the bridge. It broke, releasing its contents: a few litres of honey, laced with sticky spider web. Properly macerated, the mélange had the consistency of particularly slimy and sticky chewing gum.

This was the non-lethal version of this weapon. I had taken to calling the other version “napalm balls”; honey, it turns out, is both sticky and, being almost completely made of sugar, quite flammable. A rope of web provided a convenient natural fuse that my will o’ wisps could ignite if I couldn’t directly light the ground on fire after dousing the invaders with honey. I’d set up a bit of a manufactory in a corner of the honey store, which could produce fifteen of these things at the same time in about a minute, meaning that even with minimal warning, I had more than enough to turn any battlefield into a burning hellscape. Raffaa had shown me that some adventurers could just shrug off even extremely intense fire, but Ulfric had shown me that even strong adventurers weren’t necessarily immune to getting burned.

I’d already tried blocking the bridge with these napalm balls, but the system just extinguished the fire. Inconvenient.

Even with this version, though, the threat was obvious.

The three girls winced, and I saw Karjn reach for her hair.

Ulfric grunted in displeasure. His hair was pretty long, too.

“W…Well, I mean, we’re gonna be taking a bath after this, right?” Maryll said, though she was notably less enthusiastic than before.