((I'm assuming it's an Aludrian Giant Lizard from what you put as the description and all.  If I'm wrong, feel free to let me know so I can edit.  Thanks!))<br/><br/><strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br/>Time; Day 1, Morning<br/>Location; Hillsbrow Village Gate<br/>Tagged; Daria and Arianna</strong><br/><br/>Giselle had gotten to the gate first, but Daria and her men were right behind her.  It pleased the Drow/light elf a great deal to see that she honestly cared for her men as she calmed a few of them down by a simple touch on the shoulder.  Not many commanders like her were left back home after the events of the Spellplague and the resulting wars that came afterward, some of which she had fought in.  The silence was eerie, like the calm before the storm, and just like any storm, the creature finally arrived and it came in hard and loud.  The crushed guard, the destruction it caused, all of it only served to spur Giselle into action, just as Daria was pinned into the gate, her sword drawn and holding the creature's hand....one of them, at bay.  The Aludran Giant Lizard had three to spare, but not for long if the ranger had anything to say about it.  Giselle was a blur of perpetual motion as she charged in, Icingdeath and Twinkle held firmly in both of her hands as she got the creature's attention by letting Twinkle's blade sink deep into the monster's hand on her way up the thing's arm.  It sufficiently distracted the creature from trying to squash Daria into so much paste, but now its attention was fixated squarely on the darting elven warrior despite the fact even Twinkle had had trouble making a mark in its toughened hide.  Still, her sword had done a bit better than the guard captain's, leaving a deeper wound behind where it had fell.  The creature raised its arm and tried to squash Giselle in its hands like it was trying to swat a fly, but instead, Giselle jumped onto its right upper hand and swung acrobatically around the limb as it was raised up, launching herself at the creature's face.<br/><br/>The Giant Lizard was too slow to react as Giselle closed the distance and planted her feet firmly on the top of the monster's head, twisting about before she fell off the back end before plunging her blades deep into the back of its neck on either side of its spine.  Needless to say, that got quite the scream of agony from the giant beast, but it wasn't nearly enough since the wound wasn't fatal, let alone debilitating as it swung about wildly, trying to shake the ranger loose.  Giselle held on for all she was worth, stabbing again into its back as her swords started to come loose from the creature's hide.  The more it thrashed around, the more she was dragged down its back, and thus in turn the bigger the gashes she was leaving behind at the same time.  "I could use a little help up here!"  She shouted down to Daria and whoever else was capable, knowing she was going to be sore when this was over as she was tossed around, not about to let go and be trampled like that poor guard had been not so long ago.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><strong>Neria Zathrieal<br/>Time; Day 1, early afternoon<br/>Location; Fare Forest<br/>Tagged; Solo</strong><br/><br/>Neria had groaned softly when Dewey, as she'd come to find out later, had sprayed water onto her face, cleaning up the mud that had found its way onto her fair skin.  She'd have thanked the little slime when she found out, as soon as she woke up of course.  For now, she slept, barely stirring as she was carried, having somehow kept a hold of her sword and shield through it all but she let them go right before Solo put her down on the ground to recover.  It'd be a good three hours before she was conscious again, but when she did stir, Neria opened her sea green eyes to find the world was spinning with her as its axis.  It took several seconds for her to regain some semblance of herself again, having to blink away the dizziness, but other than being extremely hungry and still exhausted, but that would pass in time, Neria was alright.  Sitting up straight as if she had been shot, she remembered what had been going on right before she had collapsed, but breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Solo was alright and that the demon was dead, seeing no sign of it anywhere.  Putting a metal gloved hand to her face to stop another bout of dizziness from making her throw up, Neria groaned but smiled weakly, most likely seeming quite the fool for her rather excessive spell casting earlier.  "How...long was I out of it...Solo?  Can I get....some food and water?  It feels like I haven't eaten in days.  Are you....two alright?"  She asked, concern obvious about the health of the slime and her human companion above her own health.  It was just how she was, and always had been and always will be most likely.  Whether Solo liked it or not, Neria didn't plan to change.