Moonspear the party's underway

The tyrant had awoken.

There was shifting, and Hydra, at first, dealt with it. When there was more of this, Hydra let out a mewl. Stop, was the command. But when her demand was not met, Hydra lifted her head and began to cry loudly. She was accosted by a great many things: hunger, tiredness, and a strange ache in her belly. Hydra liked this not at all, and detested it verbally. Appease me! Her cries demanded, now! She kicked wrathfully at whatever lay beside her, hoping to inspire those beside her to action as well for the worthy cause.