A giant worm in a wasteland was not something Tal had encountered before. The closest thing they had in the Desert was the Samaad Viper, which was extremely poisonous, but not nearly so big as this worm. Yrudit was refraining from magic. Interesting--the lizardman must have some good reason for it. Copying the example of the one who was more at home in the Wasteland than he himself was, Tal drew his scimitar and attacked.

It wasn't really a real attack--he was defending and dodging as often as he was striking. The worm was fast. Still, with all of them attacking it, it wouldn't last forever, and they had encountered worse creatures on their journey so far. Most of them had been in Duzakha, though. The Wasteland seemed to be home to the widest assortment of viscious and deadly creatures that Tal had ever seen or heard of. There were probably more things that could kill a person with a single bite in four square miles of Duzakha than there were in most countries outside of it.

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((I'm sorry all, but I must back out of this. I'm way behind, and don't have time to catch up. And then I'm not sure if I'll be able to keep up once school starts again.... sorry all!))

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

((aw, I'll miss you, Eruaina!))

Solech leaped backwards as the worm attacked. He called up his magic immediately, summoning flames to his open palm. Some of the Exalted were already attacking, however, and Solech didn't want to risk burning any of them. Yrudit and Tal weren't using their magic, and Solech reluctantly followed their example-they were sure to have good reasons- and the flame vanished.

Instead, he drew his sword also and joined the fight. For such a large creature, the worm was quick-moving, and it had strong, thick skin. Solech's blade wasn't doing much good against it, but he continued to fight.

Simurg`s eyes flashed as he finally saw proof of their claims about being the exalted, for he had seen the flame in the palm of Solech and smirked. Yet his attention turned to the worm and he cursed as he had to move farther away unless he wished to fight the worm. He was not up for a fight and usually he had been the predator instead of the prey that he was now, but luckily this group could fight for him.

Yet just in case he tookout his dagger that had not come in use for ages.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Silvryn had sprung with all her Elven agility from the rock, sword flashing. Her powers, formidable as they were, consisted of nothing especially useful against this creature, but her reflexes were a match for those of the flailing otherworldly creature. Unfortunately even her Elven endurance was inferior to the layers of impenetrable hide that seemed to prevent any injury to the monster.

Violet eyes glowing uncannily Silvryn ducked an assault and struck upwards with her blade. It pierced the underside of the monster's jaw, and in an instant she was perilously close to the rows of teeth. Clinging grimly to the weapon, the Elven princess was violently flailed about and when the weapon came loose hit the ground with a thud, slightly winded.

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