<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/eb/d8/a4/ebd8a42bc4db97868155efa9388ad1ef.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Myrina Valda<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Swamp<br/><strong>Quest:</strong>Village of the Snake-azons<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Bastion<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>"Huh?..." fortunately Myrina was already looking away from the concussive potion. Her ears, on the other hand, had remained uncovered, and as soon as the boom filled the area all other noise was quickly replaced by a loud ringing in her ears. Because why not add that on to being chased by a pack of huge dire wolves. And that was huge even by dire wolf standards of size.<br/><br/>Fortunately with her wits still about her, Myrina knew that the pack would be hot on their heels, even if she couldn't hear them. Plus she could still see the path in front of her, and Bastion, so she knew she was going the right way.<br/>Each of her long, bounding strides kept her right in line with the witch as they made their escape. Though how long could they keep up this pace? Those wolves definitely had more stamina than they did, even if they did have to navigate the trees more. Still, they needed to get out of sight. That's when she noticed a particularly thick tree root jutted up from the mud, and what appeared at first glance to be some kind of deep pit hollowed out in the mud under the tree itself. It was a long shot, but any shot was exactly what they needed.<br/><br/>She reached out and grabbed Bastion's shoulder pointing him to the pit. Then, without knowing how loud she was yelling at him, she shouted near his head, "Go! Dive! DIVE!"<br/>And she did just that. She dove, head first, sliding through the mud like some kind of greased up carnival ride, slipping right under the raised branch and disappearing into the space beneath the tree.<br/><br/>The mud hole was actually larger than it first looked, not that there was much to look at with so little light. But Myrina was still able to sit up and look to see if Bastion followed her. At the same time she took a moment to smack her ear with the palm of her hand, as if shencould knock the remaining ringing out of her own head.