Aria: Their gems give them life. Go for their gems.
The undead bones rattled in the silent halls of the Barrowmaze; the pillared hall echoed with sounds of combat.
Arnd, too weak to join, kept an eye on the other entrances. The dwarf dropped to the back aside the rotting carcass of the giant snake. He was joined by the canary who picked at maggots from the giant snake’s decaying flesh.
Sue: That’s so gross.
DM: I know. It’s making my skin crawl. I hate maggots.