Alias clawed through the land of flowers, quiet literally. Despite the name, it was not as pleasant as you would have thought. If you were not careful there was plenty things in there that could cause serious injury. Even some plants themselves tried to eat Alias, one even succeeded in completely engulfing his whole arm before it had decided he had not tasted very good. There was still a armor like scale missing from his shoulder where it had grabbed on too tight.<br/><br/>Getting ready to spit out the head of a flesh eating flower, Alias gave it a good crunch for good measure, teeth slicing it clean in half. Then he dropped the thing from its razor like mouth mouth, not enjoying the taste of vegetation in the slightest. Alias was now in the land of blades, well. Bordering it anyway, the lizard creature wished it could have ate something before leaving the other land but it was not very friendly to wildlife. Probably due to the excessive amount of man eating plants in the region of the land he traveled in. In fact, there was probably some really nice places there, yet he did not want to bother looking for it.<br/><br/>The sun beat down on his back, warming him up and causing his jaws to stretch in what passed as a yawn for him. Two sharp and loud noises then erupted at the horizon, forcing his jaws to close and his eyes to dilate in a startled manner. It was a good distance away, not close to the bordering land of flowers, and not on his way. Crouching low, he used his two strong arms as an extra pair of legs, speeding forward at such a tremendous bolt dust rained behind him. If whatever incident was happening on his way to his destination he would check it out, until then his path would be going to his own destination... for if the land of flowers was terrible, maybe the most horrible sounding place would be the nicest, The Land Of Storms.