Ysran rolled over. And his head promptly went into a rock. He reeled back. [i][color=662d91]"Ow."[/color][/i] He looked around. There were... logs and reeds and stuff all around the campsite. The fire was still burning. He looked up. Still dark. What woke him up anyways? Oh right. Chuckles' growl just a moment ago. And something like... a horse? He stood up and brushed himself off. He picked up his blade and walked towards the commotion. Everybody seemed to have gathered by the lake. Chuckles was there, too. And so was some guy with a horse. What happened? At least his headache was gone. Walking over to the others, he pointed to the new guy. [color=662d91][i]"Who's this? And why are we all standing around here anyways? Someone drop something in the lake?"[/i][/color] He looked over to the lake. Bubbles and rapid ripples were on the surface of the water. Chuckles was stood with his arms out, seemingly angry at something. [i][color=662d91]"What's with-"[/color][/i] as soon as Ysran began to speak, a figure leaped out of the water. Yet it was cut short when five sharpened claws tore it's chest open mid-air and was slammed to the ground. Another tearing sound could be heard as Chuckles ripped the head off of the body of this figure. [color=662d91][i]"Ooooh... so that's... Got it."[/i][/color] Ysran stepped a little closer. The body was like that of a fish and a human. Kind of. Like an aquatic Shambler almost. What were these things? Sahuagin? No, not humanoid enough. They were likely Murlocs. Either that or some seriously deformed merfolk.