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Message: <blockquote data-quote="seasong" data-source="post: 939716" data-attributes="member: 5137">Hidden DepthsGreppa bounced and jostled uncomfortably across Chatham's back. He'd exhausted himself at the last tribe, summoning earth spirits until he'd collapsed, so that their hunters could capture a hydra. It had been a swifter death than starvation for the hydra, and it had helped prevent starvation of the tribe... and he'd discovered that hydra liver was about the best liver one could hope for, and that hydra steak was invigorating.But that didn't change the fact that he'd then run with Chatham and the others after two hours sleep, or that he'd drunk too much of the chunky beer along with far too much red meat, prior to his impromptu, two-hour nap. And when he'd finally collapsed again and vomited up several partially digested hydra bits, Chatham had carefully picked him up, fashioned a pappoose of vines, and slung him into place so he could rest.If you could call it resting. Still, Greppa didn't complain - Chatham's back was a very comforting, if not comfortable, place to be.Bellos signalled for a stop, and Chatham obediently slowed to a halt, "What is it, my wiry friend? Have you sussed a flavor in the air my nose has missed?""No, I had a thought.""Ah, an even rarer breed of creature than those I normally hunt!"Bellos grinned, "Well, it was just this - I can probably carry Greppa fairly easily, and you could probably carry Merideth. Neither of 'em are tired, but I'd be willing to bet we could cover ground better.""Your idea has merit, indeed..."Merideth interrupted, "Hey! I'm not a sack of grain! I can run!""It is true that your dimensions bear no resemblance to that of a sack, and while it is true that you can run, it is also true that your woods-minded friend and I have both had to maintain a slower pace for even your long legs."Merideth, complimented and insulted in the same breath, was momentarily stunned. And Greppa, though he would have dearly preferred to remain with Chatham, was not about to argue that he needed to run anytime soon. They continued on, Merideth and Greppa both in orc-made papooses.As night neared, Chatham nodded to Bellos and both split off a bit to find a likely camping spot. Bellos, however, had no such immediate intent. Instead, he found a good spot, set Greppa down, and faced him."We need to talk."Greppa raised an eyebrow."About the fiend you are consorting with."Greppa's insides went cold.</blockquote>

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