It was heavy, large, probably a predatory thing, whatever was following them was gaining quite quickly. Darthalia was looking around with the others, Colig root would be useful about now, the powdered form decays invisibility. She was wondering where the nearest plant could be when she nearly ran into a member of the scouting group. They must of noticed it to, the feeling of someone following. As she tried to figure out what it was, the trigger happy elf shot seemingly randomly, but by some odd luck he hit what was following them. Some weird creature she swore she had seen in a book once. Before she had time to register its features while its invisibility vanished, the rest of the pack appeared and started moving towards them.

Darthalia was far back so she had time to see Mastrix get torn apart like a piece of meat. Some sort of sadness crept inside Darthalia, which was odd, she didn't even know this women yet she was sad about her death, maybe this was normal. While having this little though, a Tyrant or whatever it was called, made a V-line for her, she snapped out of her daze quick enough to notice and stumble to the side to avoid the massive claws about to slice her open. She wasn't quick enough as the claws made contact with her side, tearing a reasonable chunk out of her side. The claws then connected with her cloak, they got caught in it and before Darthalia could grab her side she was yanked back and choked as the creature pulled her along. She coughed and spluttered as she tore at her neck and at the clasp of her cloak until it finally broke and she skidded before rolling over, gasping for air. The creature, now relizing that their prey was gone, turned and as it did Dathalia pushed herself off the ground and reached for her crossbow on her back, feeling the absence of it made her eyes widen as she quickly looked around, seeing it laying under her torn cloak.

She ran for it, but before grasping the handle she had to hit the ground to avoid the large claws swiping above her head. The creature looming over her slim figure, she stared up at its blank eyes, she didn't move until she saw it raise its claws. Her fingers wrapping around the handle of the crossbow, she dragged it to her, it seeming heavy with her weakened state. But she held it tight and pulled it quickly under the creatures jaw, she shot the arrow, it made a sickening crack as it shot through the creatures skull. It spluttered and tried to lift its claw to swipe at Darthalia but it slowly collapsed ontop of her. 

She pulled herself out from under it. Standing shakily as she looked around, the others seemed to still be alive. She stumbled slowly and picked up her leather bag that had been thrown in the midst of the fight. She rummaged around and pulled out a little red vial and pulled the cork with her teeth and spat it out then took the vial and drank the contents quickly. The affects were immediate, she bit her knuckle as her skin and muscles slowly grew back on her side. It was a painful process but once it was over her side was healed. She helped the other healers with the other injured and gave them all a small red vial as well, it was a healing potion that would help in emergencies. When she was finished she looked to the creature she killed and took out the dagger from a sheath on her thigh, and she cut out a chunk of the creatures flesh and wrapped it in a large leaf laying around, she thought it would be useful for a potion later on. She shoved the leaf package in her little leather bag then bent down and picked up her ripped green cloak. It had four long claw marks in it, it was useless but she slowly walked up to the scattered bits of Mastrix and she lay the cloak over the torn body and rejoined the group.

[b][Darthalia's ranged combat has improved along with her Dexterity. Everyone who accepted the offer received a small potion capable of healing major but non fatal wounds. Gained flesh of Chimeras, able to be used for an invisibility potion in the future] [/b]