(OOC: @I is New 101. I hope to give reason this group might stick together, at least temporarily. If you had other ideas, I'll remove this post. I'm claiming that my character has local knowledge. From whats been posted, the others are travellers.)<br/><br/>The wolf was a fool, as well as crazy. If it was Drakenocks, or Earthwyrms he was walking to his doom. The legends said they were some sort of burrowing dragon or serpent, appearing only at times of great cataclysm, mighty storms or earthquakes. The nearest ground solid enough to prevent them following was many miles away, part of the same outcropping his village had been built by. According to legend, they could move faster than most could walk, but slower than a run, however, they did not stop. Maybe they'd gorge themselves on the corpses here, but the legends also mentioned they were likely to come after moving targets in preference.<br/><br/>"If it is, we all should find more solid ground." He looked up at the mounted wolf. "If you're still offering a ride, I'll take you up on it. In return I can show you the way to a safer place. Your mount is the only thing fast enough to outrun them over any distance, if the tales have the right of it."<br/><br/>He scooped up another purse, and a short spear. If these things did come after them, he wanted to be able to prod them from as far away as possible. Which would be about the limit of his martial prowess.