<strong>Xholkrox</strong><br/><br/>He didn't feel as if he had much choice, raising the alarm would only get him into trouble with not just the village elders but also the females of the nialls it it turned out to be nothing.<br/><br/>Sighing to himself the young T'Skrang put his precious bow carefully down on the platform as he stood up to strip off his clothes, he couldn't stand swimming while dressed although he knew that other males did. The feel of wet cloth against his skin was just too uncomfortable and restrictive for him. It hindered his movements way too much and reduced his manoeuvrability in the water.<br/><br/>Dropping them in a untidy pile by the side of his bow Xholkrox, held onto his dagger and dove into the water with barely a splash. As soon as he hit the coldness of the river, the young T'Skrang took a deep lungful of air and disappeared below the surface. The visibility was much better now that the fog didn't restrict his view and he used all his speed to head towards the sound of swimming he had heard up top.