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I tore my gaze from Dark and backed away until i was up against the cave wall. Looking over i noticed the arrow. Eh..? "who did that...?" instinctivly my hand went for the dagger. I could help protect them now..

''I think someone is hunting us. That arrow looks very sharp...''

Upon hearing the dragons growl he ducks behind the rock and sweats heavily, Alarion wasn't very smart but he wasn't a fool, he pulled out his Orcish dagger and hid behind that rock hoping his gray skin would blend in

''Whos there?'' she asked, turning her gaze to the rock. ''Who are you? What are you?''

I drew out my own dagger, holding it the way Vallahd taught me. My usual gaze sharpened as i looked out at the rocks. "come out! We know you are hiding! Show yourself!".

It frowned, looking at the new commer. It didn't know what it was...

''Can you see it, Vallahd..?''

he starts to sweat, they know of his presence he tries his hardest to try to sneak away. A clumsy misstep has him kicking a rock making a clunk. he freezes for a second then sprints as fast as he can on his long legs.

"h-hey!" i tilted my blade away from me and ran after him, tapping my toes lightly on the ground. Although i wasnt the best fighter, i had been running my whole life. It was a skill i had long mastered. "dont run away..!"

She scowls lowly, blowing some from her nostrils. ''Hey! Get back here!'

He runs with his lanky legs but without putting much thought into it he looks behind him turns his head back and smacks the low hanging cave ceiling, falling to the ground knocked out.

Without much thought she darted over to the fallen figure quickly. They had fallen pretty hard, and leaving them there would have seemed rude. So, hesitantly, she soon creeped up to the visitor and tapped them lightly with a claw.

i skidded to a stop beside the figure. ouch..that must have hurt..

i dropped to my knees and,without hesitation, lifted it's head with a hand.

"He's out cold.."

atleast, i figured it was a "he". i didnt know for sure. like the way i was unsure about Vall's gender either..

''Well, he did hit the ceiling pretty hard.''

i glanced up at Kyra, then nodded. "he's bleeding too.."

despite the fact that this man had only just minutes ago been hunting us,i lay his head back down and reached for my satchel.

i couldn't just leave him here bleeding..

She moves her fur tipped tail over the bleeding spot, using it to wipe off some blood.

i smiled at Kyra. 'thanks."
With the blood cleared, i began the short process of cleaning and applying. i used the same flower Vallahd used and began to chew it while swabbing the man's forehead.

Swelling up with purple blisters he jumps up and screams. ( seems to be an allergic reaction.) without proper medical treatment the Troll would for sure burst the blisters.

(About time someone posts! This deadness was killing me.)

Kyraniu yelped, and flinched back, heart beating fast.

Suddenly a flash of lightning strikes inside the cave leaving a frozen troll cured of his ailment. A cold chill flows through the cave followed by the sound of thunder outside. Could a thunderstorm have rolled in while they were in the cover? or could it be a spirit? The cave becomes covered with snow and ice and the group becomes confronted with the "Great bear of the north" "The thunder's roar" Volibear. a creature of such spiritual power it is considered by some a god. In the Nord lands he is compared to Hircine [God of the hunt] also father of man-beasts. Either way the group should tread lightly for if this is the bears territory their lives could be over.

The great bear looks with his cold blue eyes right into the dragons flaming red eyes and asks "Why do you wish to exit this cave into my land? Do you not know the fire your soul is enchanted with will destroy my fjord Fire dragon? or are you unaware of the effects fire has on ice?"