[h2]Captain Drystan[/h2]

The creature was visibly weak now, a bear trap clamped on it's arm, various poisons coursing through it's veins and now it was completely blind. If Drystan was capable of feeling pity, he would have felt it for the creature. But despite all of these setbacks, the thing was still fighting back. That much was admirable but it had to be finished off none the less.

Gripping his recently recovered blade, Drystan went in for a strike. He approached the beast from behind and brought his sword down on the hunch that was it's neck. His sword broke through the scales, slicing into the flesh underneath, but it was swiftly stopped by the creatures spine. It screamed and unlodged it's arm from the poleaxe that was holding it, knocking him back. The monster swung and smashed the poleaxe holding it's other arm and then did the same to the ones holding it's legs. As Drystan began to get back up, the creature took a deep breath in, clenched what was left of it's claws and charged. Unable to get to his feet in time, Drystan suddenly found himself pinned to the ground, the creatures gaping maw just inches from his face. The stench of death overwhelmed him as he grabbed it's shoulders, trying to keep it off of him. The thing was more than twice his weight but he was able to hold it off for the time being. His eyebrows furrowed as he pushed hard against it's tough scales.

This was the closest he had gotten to the creature, so he used this opportunity to study it for weak spots. He studied it's head and chest, trying to find out were it's throat was hidden. He began working his hands towards it's throat as it haphazardly swung it's good arm at him. It's remaining claws caught his cheek and tore two large gashes across before swinging over his breastplate uselessly. He blinked blood out of his eye as his hands found what they were looking for. He pushed his thumbs between the creatures chin and chest until he found a soft spot. Fingers curling around it's neck, he squeezed with all his strength. The creature gasped, suddenly loosing air as the Captain closed off it's airway. Drystan pushed against it's chin, scales cracking and breaking, until it's neck was exposed. He shoved it hard enough to shift it's weight so he could let go. In one swift movement, he grabbed his dagger once more and sliced hard.

The creature fell backwards, gurgling and choking as blood spurted from it's neck. It gasped for air one last time before falling limp, blood seeping into the ground around it.

Drystan got to his feet and wiped more blood off of his face, some his, some the creatures. Without a word, he walked to the now lifeless body and began sawing through it's thick neck with his dagger. When he got to the spine, he put his dagger away and grabbed ahold of it's head and jerked it to the side. With an audible CRACK the head broke away from the body and Drystan got to his feet. Covered in dirt and blood, he looked at the hunters, both alive and dead, around him. [color=silver]"And so it ends."[/color]

He wiped the blood off of his dagger and sword before replacing them in their sheaths. He took a few short steps towards the shore before remember their ship had gone down. [color=silver]"Well damn..."[/color] He stood thoughtfully for a moment before turning to the others. [color=silver]"That thing is sure to have a nest around here somewhere. We need to find it and destroy any offspring that may be left."[/color]