[h1]KILLIMAN DESERT[/h1]

	Dorran chuckled to himself at the fond memories. "Yes I remember very well those years, wouldn't trade them for the world. If you wish to take point that is fine by me, as long as I'm there as well. I want to feel these bastards' bones shatter under my mace..." He finished, his eyes staying ahead as he drove the skiff. 

	Bidzil listened intently to Allanon, his legs crossed and arms folded. He had a look of concentration on his face, as if he were absorbing the very information and branding it in his mind. When he was done, Bidzil looked out to the sands for a moment before responding. [color=F4A460]"I didn't really get much schooling growing up, so a lot about the outside world is still new to me. I can't honestly say I've met anybody associated with them. They sound like real trouble though.... hmmm, wonder if they would be the ones with the Greed's Eye... sounds about right..."[/color] he mumbled to himself at the end.[color=F4A460]"I may have to pay this Calabris family a visit sometime. I think that they will have something I'm looking for, but it's only a shot in the dark."[/color] Bidzil noticed the so far quiet giant start to panic, [color=F4A460]"Everything alright over there?"[/color] he asked as the skiff shook with Anrak's shifting weight.

	Dorran sniffed a couple times and turned to the doc for a second, "Eduard, those reek, what are you mixing back ther-," but he was cut off as suddenly something exploded out of the sands next to them. Shouts were heard from the other skiff as they identified what just happened. 

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	"SAND WYRM!" they shouted. Dorran cursed audibly as he moved the skiff to run closer to the bases of the mountains. "BRING THE SKIFFS CLOSER TO THE MOUNTAIN WALL!" he yelled out. This would keep the wyrm from surprising them from below again due to the rocky formations keeping the wyrm from fitting intothe more shallow depths of the sand there. Dorran made sure the other skiff was able to pull ahead of them before he put more fire into their own skiff, the craft surging forward. Unfortunately, that only took care of one of the wyrm's options, as it snaked its way towards the skiff rapidly, like a giant snake across the sands. And it was gaining.

 [h1]INN[/h1] 

	While Hilde was clearing a table. She had noticed a book where the large man was sitting earlier. She touched the outside of the clkth cover on it, thinking for a moment. She nodded to herslef as she came to a decision. While Allard was distracted by Sev, and While Maeve spoke to Valia, Hilde took the book and made up her mind om what to do. Quietly, she had picked up her armor and taken it to her room... 

	Valia smiled when she saw Maeve's face light up. "I will try the best I can, tomorrow should be much easier on me," she tried to assure the Isoli girl. Ad for her little hint at wondering if she had someone special, Valia gigled at the cute reaction given by her, "Oh really now? Well, then, I guess I really will have to show you a few dances to capture any man's heart," she said laughing a bit. 

	Valia seemed very attentive when Mave spoke of tundral's style of dance. It seemed from her description that it was rigid yet... smooth at the same time. It would be very interesting to see one day indeed. Valia, not meaning to be rude but out of sheer professional interest, looked Mave up and down as she described her own native dances. Her body was actually well toned and would be suited for dancing as well. "You sem to be well suited for dancing, I would think you would pick up on our styles very well, you have the body of a dancer, all it would take is learning the movements."