*Invellion, high above the others and traveling at breakneck speed, doesn't hear the entreaties of the others to break off his pursuit. Flinging another roaring ball of flame at the retreating Killhaven, it engulfs the burned beast, and with a tremendous thud, he slams to the forest floor. Flowers and leaves lie scortched in the wake of the spell, and the usually noisy forest canopy has gone totally quiet.*
*The jungle dwarves give a shout as Killhaven falls, coming out of the treeline. They are thickly smeared with mud and painted with red and blue designs on their faces. The wear crude-seeming hide armor that seems to be made from dinosaur hide, and wear necklaces, anklets, belts, armbands, bracelets, and various piercings in their ears, lips, nose, and scalp of teeth, claws, and carved gems. They carry spears tipped with claws and teeth, while a few seem to have small shields made out of some kind of bony plate. The grippli would recognize their sheilds as stegosaurus plates. They tromp toward you and stop about ten feet away, thumping their spears on the ground. They remain silent, apparently waiting for the party to make the first move.*
