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Travelers in the great desert may well notice many great fires burning in the sands,those who indulge there curiosity will eventually see a small ancient & wizend dwarf slaying the explosive wasps ,the dwarf is clad in what appears to be damp leathers and a pot helm. After beating out any flames in his beard or clothing and shaking his head to clear it from the blast ,the helm then removed and goggles with sapphire and ruby lens put on ,he can be seen to gather samples with a pair of tongs and crucible pincers from the substance the flames burn on for so long .
If you got close enough to hear what was said you would hear an almost demented cackling and "yes yes ,my wot a lovely specimen! one day i will have the secrect of long burning fires ....i will yes yes, then we shall see wont we...oh yes indeed"

Sitting in the rocky outcrop at his camp, the old dwarf writes down some notes on the inferno like effects of the death of the firewasps,and then ponders before he writes of the belching vapours and evil smokes put out by the spiders of fire and how these beasts not only explode in the same manner but also harness their inner fires and use it as a weapon.
Firewasps also exude the noxious vapours but not quite to the extend the spiders do when agitated, and do not use it as a ranged weapon .
Examining some of the flamable substances contained in a bottle he again pauses in thought.
Casting his mind back to his many encounters with different spiders and the terrible danger they pose to anyone who encounters them,an how they seem to possess an evil cunning he starts to wonder, "wot if these arr lesser decendants of some o' the horrors trapped here at the closing of the great enemies portals from the time of legends...? "
Closing his book of notes he reaches for his pipe..

Not for the first time Ufedhin blesses the Copperhand clan axe that came down to him from his Uncle Alfedhin and the orcess that helped him find it on Gobiath,its perfect elegant blade now dripping with the icor of what seems a thousand giant beetles, its glittering gems dulled by the covering of the greenish blood .He growls out loud as the axe cuts through the carapace of the last beetle close at hand "enough is enough ive had it with this desert!"
Ufedhin turns and run as fast as his old bones will allow him for in the distance he spots another horde of beetles rapidly advancing towards him.