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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BoldItalic" data-source="post: 6788298" data-attributes="member: 6777052">The first to react was BoldItalic, who cried out a single word. A bolt of lightning sprang from his staff. It struck the monster on its snout causing it to jerk backwards in shock, release its victim and fall bodily off the menhir it had been perched on, wings flapping in an ungainly tangle as it tried to right itself. Fingers sprinted across the intervening few yards, leapt on its back and started to hew at the roots of its wings with his swords, but alas the sinews were surprisingly strong and he made little impression. Sir Rylnethaz went for the head and plunged his sword deep into its mouth, slicing the snake-like tongue almost in twain but flinching at the foul stench of its breath as it screamed defiance at him. Clotbert was more concerned at that moment for the creature's erstwhile victim, who had fallen from its grasp and lay inert and unmoving at the base of the menhir. He spoke a short prayer and called upon Myrristra's power to heal the fallen, hoping that his goddess held some sway in this place.Meanwhile the fur-clad men, or druids as they were later discovered to be, began another chant that seemed to be a curious phrase repeated over and over again, to a chorus of raucous screeching. Clotbert had never heard anything like it but the strange lizard seemed as though it understood in some way, for it stopped trying to rake Rylnethaz with its claws, ignored the halfling on its back and tilted its head as if listening. Then it rallied suddenly, threw off its attackers and took to the skies, spiralling upwards and honking like a goose that calls to its mate.BoldItalic was puzzled by the strangeness of the men's language. He hummed as if in imitation of their chant and held the carved tip of his staff to one ear, cupping one hand to try to hear better. He was dismayed and astonished by what he began to understand. The druids' chant was not telling the lizard to flee, quite the contrary; it was urging the monster to return hither with the rest of its flock. The druids were summoning aid, not against the beast who had seized one of their number, but against the adventurers who had tried to intervene."They are calling for it to return with more of its kind!" he shouted to the others."TO ME!" cried Sir Rylnethaz as he suddenly understood their peril.</blockquote>

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