<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/26/f4/c5/26f4c54135ee0eb5bdda10e7b0b2cddf.jpg)</div>The chirping voice from Ushie's shoulder brings a narrowing of eyes, the merrow clearly having to squint a bit in order to see that there is someone standing there, perhaps not used to vision above water from that distance.  "Admire on your land, little one, you come onto ours," retorts the apparent leader, a scowl forming on her face.<br/><br/>It begins to seem that she is losing control of the situation, glaring across the bridge at the twins that lobbed propositions at Rose.  The misting of the dress has definitely caught their eyes and the one without weapons gives a wide, toothy grin before calling to Serena, "The signs underwater.  Probably should have checked.  Come on over here and we'll see."  The front of his loincloth has certainly begun to show a pushed up angle, the fishman's cock hardening as his mind moves from martial to entertainment.<br/><br/>Ushie's threat of kicking asses and salting them causes one of the merrow to laugh, the female holding a net.  Her full lips part in a delighted wide smile, "I like the green one.  Can we keep her?"  Her tongue, blue and slick, touches her lips and she glances to the side, only to see Gwyndolin appear from the shadows and place a knife to the leader's neck.  She lets out a gasp of surprise and pain, hands moving to show that she is not intending to strike.  "Halt, stop, call it off!" she quickly barks out.<br/><br/>It's about here that heads turn to the trident wielding merrow-man standing not three steps from her.  His lips turn down in a deep frown and he responds, "Sister, I knew you were not yet ready to lead a troupe."  His face becomes solemn and he turns his attention to Gwyndolin, "Kill her if you must, but you will receive no mercy.  Take them."<br/><br/>Immediately the merrow descend upon the Delvers, coming in on both sides to pincer them.  The blue-haired female merrow with the net begins to approach Ushie, flicking and swinging the net around in a manner that immediately begins to remind her of the arenas she's escaped.  The actual leader of the merrow, the tall male with the trident pushes it quickly at Gwyndolin's side, attempting to spear her before she can kill his sister.<br/><br/>On the opposite side of the bridge, the twins begin to stalk forward, wide toothy grins on his face.  "Dolbo, I want the little one first," says the one with the quarterstaff to the unarmed one referring to Serena.  Dolbo flexes his fingers as he stalks forward and elbows his twin, "Better that way.  I've got the better weapon for the mouthy one, Drub," he replies with a nod toward Rose.<br/><br/><strong>Delvers, you are beset upon!  Gwyndolin, that trident is coming right for you, Defy Danger (http://www.dungeonworldsrd.com/moves/#Defy_Danger) if you wish to maintain hold on your prisoner and avoid the strike.  The rest of you have but the moments that it takes for them to charge across the bridge to prepare or launch into battle yourselves.  What do you do?</strong>