They're In The Way!

<Mu'uta stares into the distance, one hand rubbing a massive scar on his face and the other holding his bow at his side.>

A spider, <class>. A spider caused this wound. Not inflicted it, mind you, but caused it.

<He lowers his hand and his one functioning eye fixes on you.>

I was hunting raptors. I need their feathers, the butcher needs the meat, the claws can be used as weapons, they're good creatures. A worthy opponent. If you misstep, into a web in my case, they'll leave their mark.

<He grimaces and points at his scarred face.>

Spiders, on the other hand, are useless. Their web is too sticky to use for armor or fletching, their carapace too brittle to make decent armor. They're in the way, <class>. Kill them.

Eight legs is too many.

Azeroth is a far better place with less spiders alive in it.