Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140809205711/@comment-11457306-20140818231724

(LOL, there's a lot of obviously's up there.  You ever been in a cave, Billy?)

Tegan put down the spear and pulled her bow and arrows, also aiming for eyes, while she thought. Unless a well placed shot pierced the second lid and sunk deep into the eye, there was not much chance of arrows being any good. Anyone who got close enough to use a blade would be snapped up in those jaws or battered by the tail. The mages stood the best chance so far and both Rowan and Saga were pelting it with flame, shock and ice bolts as it was. The creature was kept occuppied, but no more, thus far. They had neither the strength or the numbers to wear it down in a long battle. They needed another option.

Why would a Wamasu be in a cave instead of out in the marshes?  Why did Wamasu seek out caves...she racked her brain, trying to think of all she had ever learned about Black Marsh. She'd recently had a refresher when she had reviewed some old books about it, seeking information about what they would face when they left the prison.

Then she had it. They sought protected spots to lay their eggs. With its large body of water and narrow opening she could protect, this was a perfect place. The Wamasu was protecting her nest. A brooding female would be far more dangerous than any other of its species. So what if someone attacked the nest? She would come that way, of course...to eliminate the threat...then perhaps the mages could collapse the roof on her. Of course, whoever went to the nest would be trapped also unless they were very quick. She would risk it.

Quickly she relayed her plan to Verri'Anna, who contacted Saga, Rowan and Bjol.