Sashi finds the gulley two blocks downhill from the Cellar. There, at the bottom of a rocky ditch amidst the compost and refuse, a white-furred taur lays chained up in a tight ball. Large gouges and slice-marks cover her hide, and the fur on her flank is badly burnt.<br/><br/>[wolftaur listen: 1d20(12)+5=17]<br/><br/>At the sound of footsteps, the taur looks up and notices Sashi. She cannot speak with her mouth fastened with a leather and steel muzzle, so she just stares fiercely and growls.<br/><br/>{{reference pic for wolftaur (taken on one of her better days)m<a class="postlink" href="http://server6.theimagehosting.com/image.php?img=wolftaur.GIF">http://server6.theimagehosting.com/imag ... lftaur.GIF</a>m}}