Dragoncrest Cliffs dead men tell no tales

Worm can take any injury aside from death ;)

Captain called out and from the brush came teeth and snarl; a fray of chaos to swallow the evening air.

There was no need to continue the act, she'd done her piece, drawn them all in like fish to a line. Now, she met with the vengeful lunge of the saltwater girl who'd come to her aid. Her own teeth reached for the tawny fur of her neck, eager to taste metal on her tongue; the vermin entangled herself in the fight, wrapping around, an unshakeable, constricting sea-snake, feeling the tear of flesh from her own hide and refusing to rescind her grip.

exhilarating.

She grew deaf to the sounds around them as they rolled together in this violent tumble.