Arachnae (Enemy)

Arachnae requires 5 Energy to fight and is a random encounter appearing in Orange Eyes.
You will win Arachnae upon completing the encounter.
Difficulty	Stats	Gold	XP	Energy	HP	Deck
Normal 	0 0 0	125 	8 	5 	1 	30
Hard 	0 0 0	125 	8 	5 	1 	
Nightmare 	0 0 0	125 	8 	5 	1 	
==Deck List==
The enemy's deck has:
(See Enemy Deck for more information)
===Alphabetical Table===
Card 	Normal	Hard	Nightmare
Archer's Challenge 	2 	 	
Armsman's Assault 	2 	 	
Bloodlust 	2 	 	
Bookworm Beatdown 	3 	 	
Breastplate of Warding 	1 	 	
Catch Your Breath 	2 	 	
Iirhinian Archery 	3 	 	
Kamamura Shuriken Attack	2 	 	
Nord Archer 	2 	 	
Nord Berserker 	2 	 	
Nord Shaman 	2 	 	
Rage Brew 	2 	 	
Rune of Reflection 	1 	 	
Set-Up Shot 	2 	 	
Troop Toss 	2 	 	
==Transcript==
===Introduction===
"It wasn't my fault! You didn't give me enough time to perfect the mixture!"
The words are curious. So is the speaker -- a small, scholarly-looking fellow enveloped in a bulging cape. It flaps open as he makes his frantic gestures of entreaty, revealing a plethora of vials, flasks, tools, and sundry strange devices ensconced in pockets or else simply attached to the cape's lining.
But the figures standing around him are far more curious than either the speech or the speaker. They're orcs. That much is clear from their builds and manner of dress. But they're... blue. Bright blue, as though their flesh has been dyed, or else applied to their bones by a colorblind god.
"You did this! You fix this!" bellows one of the strangely-hued band. "Fix this now!"
"I can't!" the man wails. "I need time to-"
"Then you die!"
The orc raises his axe. Then it falls in the snow, as Tessa's arrow bursts through his throat -- splashing blood on the squealing man and causing the other orcs to whirl round and issue a collective cry of outrage.
===Conclusion===
"It wasn't my fault!" the man says, staring at your with earnest, panicked eyes. "I... I mean... They wanted..."
"Do you know how to fight?" Tessa asks.
"What? No! I'm a scholar!"
"Then you shouldn't be standing in the middle of a battlefield. Get to safety, and save the explanations for later."
"Oh, yes! Quite right!"
The man spins on his heel and prepares to sprint in a random direction -- one which would take him deeper into the fighting. Tessa grabs the back of his cape, turns him around, and points him towards safety instead.
He blurts out incomprehensible words of thanks before breaking into a gangly, inelegant -- but rather fast -- run.
Category:Orange Eyes
Category:Humans
Category:Random Encounters