<strong>Eshalu - in the wilds of Dra Sirdu, dealing with the surviving Saurian</strong><br/><br/>Though still despondent at her inability to follow the wounded lizard alpha's trail, Eshalu drew strength from Reliyian and Aeryn's support. That was the kind of trust and confidence she would have expected from her own lodge-sisters and it was a deep relief for her to know that she could count on her companions for comfort in this unforgiving and seemingly trackless wilderness.<br/><br/>Gathering her thoughts and composure, she rose, spear slung pointed to the ground, drawing closer to where Reliyian and Aeryn stood above the defeated Saurian. She could hear Aeryn's powerful threats and felt a touch of curiosity at the bargain the human naturalist was seeking to make with the fallen spear-lizard. Humans had a tendency to believe that pain and the threat of confinement in a given area could compel other beings to do their will. Though she knew such threats could be effective, especially if backed up with the more pressing threat of immediate and lethal violence, she could never understand why humans used it to exact information rather than territorial concessions. A creature in pain would surely always say what its captor wanted to hear, rather than anything true or useful.<br/><br/>She did, however, think it wise to play along with Aeryn's plan. Standing over the immobilised Saurian, Eshalu struck its chest with the flat of her spear's triangular, silvery tip. "Listen to her, Cold One, our spirits are all destined to return to the Great Mother, but you will find yourself on the trail to the White Banks very soon unless you choose to speak."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">TUP - Hopefully Eshalu can back Aeryn up on her interrogation.</div></div>