She watched as others were taken, twin peaks swivel back against her skull as the sound of bone breaking sounds out, then another, a wolf she never known throwing himself off the cliffs edge, the creature sends peices of Ghoul around. Soon she felt that of blood start dripping down over her facial features, right above her right eye. Pain seered threw her. Confusion played within her mind. Thinking that she seen her family standing beside her, fighting to protect those around the lands.

The attacks keep going. Halas lips curl up, revealing her teeth, her body tense but also relaxed in a sense. She had to think this threw, something so vile and dangerous was threatening all of Boreas it seemed. Worms appearing everywhere, every corner of Boreas. Maybe the wolves had brought it upon themselves. Soon others were taken, lifeless before the worm began to feast upon three others whom were dead.

Throwing her head up with a long sharp howl, Hala would look to the others, before speaking out. "Look! If we can get to it's underside and possibly tear it's arms and limbs off!" It was an idea that they could try to work with. It was a threat that needed to come to a end. Hala known this even if the others did not want to realize it. "Or fire! We need fire!" The dark mocha woman yelled to the remaining wolves. They'd have to work quickly though.

"Hala Indigo"

Seere stands at the edge of the cliffside, gazing imploringly at the putrid creature as other wolves appear some on the same level, some on beach and some even begin to attack. The small woman that is on top of the cliff with her has her leg broken when the beast hurls whatever she had thrown at it back to her and nausea rolls through her gut as her mismatched gaze flick over the stranger, readying to move and offer her some help… when suddenly, everything changes.

The pink male had been poised to strike, his muscles coiled and, in one explosive motion, it is released and he is sailing through the air, framed in the moonlight for one terrifying moment as if he is some vengeful spirit given wings. The beast moves, lunging forward and grabbing the doomed man from the air as a child might pluck a feather that twirls slowly to the ground. With a sickening crunch, its jaws snap shut and it shakes its head, spraying blood and viscera over the gathered wolves.

A paw lands in front of her and Seere back peddles hard, eyes filling with tears as her heart thunders her chest and a droning sound drowns out all voices. It writhes, hurting some and killing others and a scream born of anger, helplessness, and utter disbelief rips its way loose from her throat. The metallic tang of blood fills the air, coats her throat, chokes her breath and the small healer stumbles sideways, watching as the one stranger quickly sets her broken leg.

Help. She has to help.

Calmness washes through her and she steps toward the injured woman, rummaging through her pack to pull a small bundle of herbs out and passes them to the lady while saying, “For the pain.” Her voice is stiff, eyes wide with horror but there is determination burning brightly behind her gaze. With that done, she turns and races to the wolf who has a dislocated shoulder and hurriedly says, “I’m a healer. Let me help you get that back into place.”

As she unshoulders her pack, Seere turns and yells to all the gathered wolves both above and below, “All those that have been injured, come to me! I will get you back in fighting shape!” There is a boldness in her voice, a promise of help and a glimmer of hope as begins to set about her trade, pulling pain killing herbs from her bag while turning her gaze to the stranger and gently saying, “Here, these will help with the pain. I can pop the joint back in but it will be painful.” A sad, sorrowful smile ticks at her lips and waits, ready to help the stranger if they will allow it.


"Seere Klein-Destruction"

what i wouldn't give to be in church this sunday listening to the choir, so heartfelt, all singing Everything happened so quickly she hardly had time to make sense of it. First, a pale stranger was torn limb from limb, and she felt her mouth go dry. "Jay - " she asserted, with every ounce of authority she possessed as a mother and former alpha, "Turn away! Don't you dare look." It was all she could do to protect her. Theory was old now, and she'd never been a fighter unless there was something to fight for. She had her children to think of now - they needed her alive more than they needed her cooling corpse left by the shoreline. All she could do was command her and hope she would listen. Corvus' daughter, blood of her blood, and one of the few tenuous threads she still had to Abaven through her father. As Theory's gaze burned into Jay's, waiting to see her avert her eyes as rocks and debris rained down from the cliffs behind them, it struck her just how much she looked like her father. Distant shouts and screams sounded, wrenching her eyes away from Jay and back towards the chaos. Please don't look. Please don't look, sweet girl. She had never before felt so weak and small. Every white hair on her muzzle, every ache in her bones was highlighted in technicolor. Powerless. She was powerless before this creature. Theory closed her eyes and prayed. Abraxas, please. Watch over me, my children and my love. Please carry us through this. Please protect us. Please guide us. Then the many legged abomination slammed into the earth, crushing Corvus beneath it, with all the same effort she'd use to idly brush aside a fly. Still, she hoped beyond reason that perhaps he'd dealt a killing blow and might emerge from beneath it victorious. When the creature (the being? The demon? It defied all logic and reason) rose, it tore into its prey with the same gnashing grace of a scavenger. Bloody rips and tears. The surrounding attackers seemed to fade away as she was unable to tear her gaze away from her brave cousin made carrion. All she could hear was the disgusting noise of it all, even this far down the shore. Her children were home safe. Thalia was waiting for her. Even as bile rose in her throat and tears pricked at her eyes until they burned like coals, she held that knowledge close to her heart. "We need to get out of here, we need to - please, Jay - GO! We need to GO!" She hissed, dragging her away by force if necessary as she left the shore line and her cousin's bones behind. Eastern Boreas would forever hold her most painful memories, the grand museum of her life's failures. This was just another exhibit added to its halls. "theory speaks!" god loves you, but not enough to save you so, baby girl, good luck taking care of yourself

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His ears flicked at a voice calling from below. Screams, someone attacking but Nelu remained focused on the worm, prepared for its response. His brother pulled up beside him but he did not spar the boy a glance. "Perhaps not, but I wish to eliminate the possibility. A few words cost little to test." He'd barely finished speaking when a woman raced past to engage in the fight, followed by others and the beast responded with attack. The great worm flung the offering back at the marbled woman with such force he swore he heard bones crack. "Impressive... Battle it is then, brother!"

Nelu darted to the side, defenses flying into place as he readied to retaliate, scanning the creature for any opening. He wished now he had a sword like his father. Perhaps he had spent too much time refining his pottery and crafts rather than on his metal work. There was naught that could be done for it now. Blood and bone was what this battle would demand and blood and bone is what he would give.

The creature's foul head descended, making a meal out of one wolf before savaging another. He scrambled back as its body crashed into the cliffside, sending boulders flying and rocks cascading down. The worms body crushed more under itself. He felt a pang of emotion he didn't recognize but it was not enough to alter his course of action. For as the worm turned its attention to feasting upon the wolves it had slain Nelu attacked.

He moved swiftly and as quietly as he could, charging perpendicular to the right side of its face. Nelu aimed to run as fast as he could, fangs bared as he attempted to bite into, what appeared to be, one of its big glossy eyes, seeking to puncture the beast's eye and partially destroy its sight.

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it seems no one listened, and it warranted a snarl from zephyros who watched them all run like headless chickens. the commotion must've angered it! from behind, the creature wove and attacked others before finally coming to shatter zephyros' foot into bits. instinctively, zephyros reacted- teeth aiming to meet the creature's right side that was nearest. after he's exhausted his limb, he bellowed a hoarse cry of pain leaving his maw as he move to the side, attempting to walk away. yet he only falls over, unable to walk too much. he glanced and began to assess his leg then- flattening his ears as he looked with wide eyes at the scene that unfolded. wolves perished just like that as the worm feasted. narrowing his eyes, zeph looked then at the healer calling out for others to come receive help. pride aside, zeph called out with a yelp, pointing to his broken foot that dangled graphically. "I cannot place weight on it. Please-." he choked, holding back whines. "I- I think I need my brother." he gasped, looking back down at the limp limb for a moment, completely dazed and in shock.


"talk."

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Vendrick brightens up as Morganna joins them, bristly as she is, he's glad to see her. Relief washing over his system, like it's some small comfort in the storm. Leaning toward her, edging slightly in front. Would he be much help? Realistically, probably not.

When the beast does strike, Vendrick is staggered by the violence of it all. All the lighthearted nature draining from the boy, his stomach churning. A blow to Morganna as well, and he moves without a second thought. Reaching for her, trying to steady the girl, openly hissing at the healer girl that comes near. "I have her injuries under control." The words come sharply, a backwards way to arrive at help the others. The subtext, the don't touch her of it all is clear. Embarrassing himself for a moment, though this is also a better use of his talents. Carefully setting up to help Morganna snap the shoulder back to its socket.

"Mind your head," his call to Nelu is sharp, gaze snapping up as his brother tears off. Worry shining in his expression, the poet boy can feel the tug. Three wolves had been shredded around them already, Vendrick feared he'd lose his brother too. Torn for a breath, though the boy is hellbent on being the one to treat Morganna. The thought of leaving his only friendly face in the chaos unthinkable.

"Vendrick Carpathius"

Maki yanked back, pulling off a squirming leg that she quickly tossed aside with an alarmed eep when it tried to grab at her face. Call her stupid, but she felt oddly...proud, she'd helped and hurt the beast and- that pride was smushed, quite literally, as three wolves were killed in one fell swoop. No time to scream, just a slam so fierce it nearly made Maki lose her balance and tumble off the cliff side. She scrambled back, peddling away from the edge as her mismatched eyes darted around, not sure where to look, let alone what to do.

If she had taken one leg, what about another? She gritted her teeth, maybe that was what they needed to do, tear the thing apart. For those who had died.

Speech // thought

She had to admit she was getting a little nervous wandering away this far from "home". She didn't intend to but once she got the taste of freedom she just got caught up in the wonders of travel! She'll head back home soo-

The FUCK was THAT?
She rounded the corner of the cliffs and suddenly her vision was FULL of blue and green and STRANGE. The smell was something else altogether and it hit her like a brick wall sending her scrambling backward. Wolves were trying to attack it! Ya know... If she came home with a wild story of how she helped beat a massive beast like this?? She'd have to take something of it home to prove it though... Her brother would never believe her but if there were others to witness it? Hell yeah!

She lowered her head and dug her claws into the sand. She pinned her ears to her skull as she launched forward into the extremely nasty-smelling body of the beast. She aimed for the pretty shell along its back, close to the shore on the right side of its stinky body. Maybe she can pry off one of the sections!

Well...he had witnessed his first death. The beast ate someone. A stranger. Perhaps it wouldn't have been so bad if he had been swallowed whole, but his ears flattened against the sickening sound of bones crunching. Strange when it was a wolf...he never really considered this was what it might be like for the prey he hunted. He winced as body parts flew, but he didn't have long to linger and process all of that as it suddenly crashed violently against the cliff side. Luckily, his barking at least helped to distract it for a few moments while the others assaulted it, but it was short lived and it resumed its own assault, its piercing shriek causing him to flatten his ears and almost want to run. But he steeled himself instead despite the chaos happening. At least one of the wolves had managed to tear its leg off!

But...in that process...it had also killed three more strangers. Fuck! Of course he returns to the lands and comes face to face with this shit! It would be his luck! Not only did it flatten those wolves...it began to eat them! What the fuck!?

He stood there for a few heartbeats as time both seemed to slow down and speed up at the same time. They were too panicked. Too scattered. The chaos too much for many to handle. Wolves had already died. And in the chaos of it all, barely a pawful of them seemed to try and deter the worm with attacks of their own. While he didn't know any of these strangers, he was involved now and it was do or die. Fleeing wasn't an option for him. He wasn't a coward. Maybe foolish for staying and fighting...but there was no way in hell he was going to run!

As a couple others went for the worm while it feasted, Draven followed suit and raced in, aiming to attack the other side and one of its many eyeballs in an effort to shred and tear away at what he could. Maybe blinding it or tearing away its limbs would weaken it, though now that he was up close and personal, the putrid stench was almost unbearable...

She'd barely been paying attention when the beast lashed out, hitting her shoulder at just the right angle to leave the limb hanging uselessly at her side. She was no stranger to pain so only a hiss left her lips and her brain worked on autopilot to build a wall around it. No need, it seemed as she was seemingly swarmed by people wanting to help. She shied back from the stranger and Vendrick intervened, stepping in close to grasp the limb. She bit back on her teeth, fighting the urge to flinch away only barely, bile burning the back of her throat.

But the sudden relief as the joint popped back into place made her dizzy. She retched and took a step back shaking her limb to test the seating and make sure she still had feeling in her paw. If she kept moving, it shouldn't swell up on her yet. Not with all this adrenalin coursing through her system. "Thanks," she offered shakily, though whether it was for putting her limb back into place or for stopping the stranger from touching her, she wasn't quite sure which was the greater relief.

She tentatively put weight on the limb and then looked to Vendrick with a nod. She was fine. "If we could get t'th'beach..." But it was such a precarious path to take with the worm flailing about. "Any downed logs sharp enough ter skewer it with?" Her seafoam gaze swept over the cliff top, "Or a big rock loose enough ter shove?"

"speech"

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For a moment, the worm almost seems to ignore the attacks unleashed upon it, feasting on the lifeless corpses that lay in the shallows below.

One wolf went barreling onto its back; another began calling out suggestions, trying to rally the group together to bring this beast down.

Nelu moved swiftly, aiming to puncture one of the beast's glossy eyes. He leapt forward, but the worm moved faster, swinging its massive head toward him and striking him with a sickening crack before he reaches it. Nelu goes tumbling down, landing hard as he feels a sharp pain radiating from his left front paw, which he knows with certainty is broken.

After a long moment, it lashes out again, sweeping its head toward the cliffside. Spindly legs claw and scrape at the wolves above as it throws its weight into the rocks that jut out over the beach, sending another series of tremors through the area.

One sends Maki tumbling backwards, belly scrapping roughly against upturned rocks, as blood begins to seep from the wound. Another sends rocks rolling toward Hala, one flying up and lacerating beneath her chin.

It lets out a cry of pain as Alexandrite succeeds in latching onto its hardened exterior, beginning to peel it away. The battle rages on, the worm slowly growing weaker with each successive attack, though its rage seems to grow in unison.

(Seere finds an item, Pungent Potion, it has been added to your OOC account.)

Firey pools look around to the others upon the cliff, a low rumble released from her throat as she continued her own attacks. That's when the loud crack echos threw the land, loud enough to make Hala slightly tremble. It lashes out at other wolves on the ground and on the cliff. Hala though was not about to give up. No, she wanted this beautiful but foul smelling creature away from her and the others. That's when a sharp rock found its way under her chin as it went flying. Releasing a surprised yelp. The scent of blood dripping from her chin.

Eyes scanned the ground for anything. Even a large stick. Ears splayed sideways as they swivel back, finally finding debris upon the ground, timber. Yes, it had to work. Maybe from a old ship or others train fighting? Possible she didn't have time to think yet, and ignoring the pain from the laceration upon herself. Although it didn't seem to waiver Hala from the task at hand. If she could just reach it's eyes or one of the things attached to its head and work from there. Not caring about the outcome. It had to work. Just had too.

Grabbing the stick between her teeth, holding onto it with the sharp end as she threw it like a pavilion towards the creature, hoping that it would land with the spike inside the worm looking creature. Oh she sure hoped that it would crack some of it's exoskeleton or something to help slow it down. Knowing that others were hurt she didn't have time to try and see to them, not while the threat was right there infront of them threatening with more danger to unfold.

"Hala Indigo"

Morganna recoils, shies, and Vendrick chooses to put the blame on the injury... for now. Giving her a long, soft look, and then helping re-seat the joint. There's too much chaos to stand and figure out exactly what was going on now, but he's hellbent on making sure they both get out of this okay. "I've got you." Tone confidential, before his gaze rakes back over the worm.


It's in time to see his brother go flying, a whine rising in his own throat. No, Vendrick needs to steady himself. He's trying. A downed tree on the beach, that... that would make a good enough target. Though the trip down would be dangerous, it might be their only hope. "I'll cover you, we can go down together. At least we'll always be able to reach it, if we're on the beach." And cover her he would, if she decided she wanted to go for it. Snapping and snarling, for once taking up the mantle of defender. Shifting uncomfortably in the breastplate he'd snagged from the armory on his way out... it has to be good enough. It has to be.

"Vendrick Carpathius"

In an almost cartoonish fashion, Maki was walloped backwards and sent flying. She landed on her belly, the soft pin skin rubbed raw by the rocks as it started to bleed. She winced as she raised herself on wobbly paws, tears stinging at her eyes-arguably it was a rather superficial wound, but it hurt. Her her stories her characters always shrugged off injuries, barely even reacted to them, but it was all Maki could think about. Distracting and painful, she quickly shook her head as if to fling the sensation aside, she had to focus, not get distracted. Too much was at stake.

She leapt forward again, saw that Alexandrite had some success in trying to yank off some of its shell and followed suit- hoping she at least looked sort of badass as she did it.

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As she offers the painkillers to the woman with the dislocated shoulder, Seere watches her shy away and a bigger male appears to take a protective stance over her. With a subtle shake of her head, the small healer turns away, moving to where a huge, monochrome man is approaching and asking for her assistance. Ushering him to sit and then lay down, she smiles softly at the man while offering him the pain killing herb bundle that the other wolf had turned down and saying, “I will tend to your leg but this is going to hurt. Take these, they will help with the pain.”

Passing off the herbs to the man, for him to take or to put to the side, Seere than sets about rummaging through her bag to get the necessary supplies she will need while also allowing the herbs some time to kick in and dull the pain before she begins manipulating the broken ankle. Pulling out four wooden slates, she places them near his injured leg and explains, “I will brace your broken foot so that the bones won’t move but you can continue to use it.”

Next to the wooden slats, which are made of two different types of wood, she places three long strips of cloth, which she will use to bind the splint together. Settling herself before the dire brute, she gently says, “My name is Seere. Now, I am going to press on your ankle and see where the fractures are. If there are any bones out of place, I need to realign them before placing you in a splint otherwise, they will not heal properly. The herbs will help but I need you to know, this is going to hurt.”

Mismatched gaze looks at him, silently offering her apologies with a wiggle of her lips and then Seere is lifting the injured the appendage gently as she begins to quickly, yet gently palpate the bones in his back-right ankle, Nimble toes work, manipulating the shattered pieces back into the correct positions as her muscles become while taunt as she works and the small woman is keenly aware of the man’s discomfort and offers him soft nonsensical words to try and ease his pain.

Once the bones are back in place, she picks up the first of the harder slats and places it on the outside of the ankle. On the opposite side, she lines up the other hard slat and directs him to place a paw on it to keep in place for a moment while she gathers one of the long pieces of cloth and loosely ties it around the two supports in the middle of the pair. Next, she takes the other two pieces of wood, both more flexible than the first two slats and slides them under the tied cloth in front of and behind of the broken ankle.

Tying the other two pieces of cloth loosely around the split, she then moves to the first strip that she had placed in the middle of the splint and says, “Brace yourself, I am going to tighten these now.” Giving him a couple minutes, she then unties the cloth before pulling the knot tight against the splints, making certain that the splint won’t be going anywhere soon. She follows up by tightening up the other two pieces and then sits back on her haunches, huffing a breath and saying, “There. It is flexible enough to allow your ankle to work will also giving it enough support to keep the bones in place. Oh, one more thing.”

Turning to her bag, she riffles through it for a moment before pulling out a leather pouch and opens it for the man to see. Inside is a makeshift syringe, with a small, hallow bone of a bird as the needle and a small glass vail nestled in next to it. Looking to male, she says, “This a special medication of my own making. It will give you a burst of adrenaline and make the pain go away for bit. It should be enough to carry you through this fight however, once the effects wear off, you will be exhausted and need to sleep. Would you like a dose?” Seere asks him softly, trying to help him take part in the fight and hopefully, keep him from dying here.

Depending on his answer, she either preps a dosage and administers it to the stranger or closes the leather case and returns it to her bag. Either way, Seere then clears him to go and fight the worm before calling out again, “If you need aid, come to me! I will help you!” Her voice carries, inviting those that have been injured by the strange beetle to come and get tended to so that they may continue to fight and survive this battle.


"Seere Klein-Destruction"

There had been talk of worms appearing, killing others even. Genesis didn't believe it at first, but after seeing others with wounds and covered in a strange ooze, he decided that he had to see it for himself. Traveling further east than he expected, the sounds of the battle were clear. Unfamiliar with the land he was in, he charged forward with urgency and stopped in his tracks as soon as he caught site of the alien-like work sprouting from the water and towering as tall as the cliff itself. Others battled from above, and he could see what appeared to be carcasses of others on the shore. Well, the shore didn't seem very safe.

Approaching from the south, he rushed up the cliff and joined in the fray from the top of the cliff. He saw another throw a large stick toward the creature like a spear and decided to do the same as he found a pointy one on the way over. Using speed to his advantage, he ran until skidded to a stop at the edge of the cliff, craning his neck as far has he could to the side before whipping around and chucking the large spear-like stick at the worm.

Speech ─ Think

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Speech // thought

HAH! Success! She latches her teeth onto the hardened exterior, attempting to pull it completely free! She twists attempting to stand on the creature's back and push the hardened shell off the beast with all her might and aim to use her claws to dig and cause damage to the obnoxiously smelly soft flesh. Someone better be proud of her back home! She'll take this shell for proof if she can! Alexa was so into her work that she was oblivious to what was happening over the cliff and around her. Barely sparing a glance around her she hardly noticed the monochromatic dire wolf woman join her on another section of hardened shell!

Empousa smiles though it is brief as the rage continues to bubble inside of her chest, and she begins to try and ripe off one of the plates of its shell. Her nails dig deeper, in an attempt to stay attached to her prey. Her vision is red, and she can feel herself slipping. She was heading in the direction of blacking out, of becoming the all-consumed monster when her emotions got out of whack. But she hangs on, focusing on her task at hand, get this thing dealt with, go to Jay, whether she was back in her pack lands or not. Make sure the pretty brown lady was alright, and if she wasn't she would hug her and try to make her feel alright. She would try. Her focus not leaving the worm as it wreaks havoc on the space around her and the individuals as well, she does not care for those who do not matter to her. So instead, she focused back on tearing its shell apart to get to the weaker flesh underneath. "Speach"

Nelu offered a small nod in reply to his brother's words. He would do his best to address this threat, massive and strange as it was. He had hoped by coming in from the side that it might be distracted enough to offer an opening. He was wrong.

As Nelu neared the worm whipped its massive body to the side, right towards him. It smashed into him with the greatest force he'd ever experienced. It was like running full speed into a stone wall and the force sent him flying. His body slammed into the ground, blistering pain cutting through his left wrist and he knew immediately it was broken. His body rolled with the force right to the edge of the cliff and he did everything he could to stop himself but he fell over anyway, sliding down rocks and earth, not realizing it had been a miracle to find even the faintest of slopes instead of plunging straight down.

Nelu hit the sand and laid there stunned. Pain radiated up his limb with such force it made his stomach turn. He took a deep, shuddering breath, forcing his thoughts past the pain. Everyone was still in danger. To give up the fight now would mean death and his father did not raise him to turn tail and flee. Forcing himself back onto his paws he could see the base of the worm where it rose up out of the water, its body slamming into the cliffside, sending rocks scattering down and making the land shake.

Several boulders fell into the water and out of the corner of his eye he saw a particular sharp looking fragment. Positioning himself to work with three legs, his injured one hanging in the air, he raced over to the stone shard, grabbing it in his teeth before charging toward the worm's underside where he could reasonably reach. He leapt onto the boulders, using them to gain access across the waves as he whipped his head to the side, seeking a slashing blow to the worm's underside.

In its fury, the massive worm crashes against the cliffside, scrambling to lash out at whoever is closest. Its movements send rocks and debris flying, spindly legs clawing at the soil and sending up plumes of dirt and blood in each direction.

Hala sends a sharp stick flying toward the worm, and it pierces its hide, releasing a pained roar. It only intensified as Maki and Alexandrite and Empousa all landed more attacks, tearing as its now-vulnerable hide.

The stick that Genesis sends flying at the worm is hurled back at him. Genesis scrambles to the side to avoid being speared by it, twisting his front left paw in the process. The pain is sharp, but not debilitating, clearly sprained when he tries to walk on it.

Draven, continuing to attack the worm alongside so many others, is abruptly flung backwards by the worm's erratic movements. Draven feels a sharp sting as a foreleg grazes the right side of his cheek, blood beginning to trickle down his face from the new wound.

Nelu aims to slash at the worm's underbelly with a sharp piece of stone. The attack lands as the worm begins to grow more sluggish, its massive body unable to dodge the attacks from the much smaller wolves below.

Fluid, sticky and thick, begins to pour out of its wounds, more steadily where its hardened shell has begun to be torn away.

(Nelu finds an item, Third Companion Pass, it has been added to your OOC account.)