WormXWere Part 2 | Rated M

((*in a moose voice* Weredrakaaaaaaaaaaaa....Weredrakaaaaaaaaaa...*blowing through a moose caller*))

((Ohhhh... That would make sense, yeah. Got the Greybeards part!
I am so sorry for not posting... People have been piling enough work on to probably build a small house out of... Bleh.))

Taking another involuntary step back as Lambda unleashed his terrifying electrical powers upon the stream, stunning--if not outright killing--those fish that were in the vicinity, Svenja stepped to the side so as to allow the Vortigaunt access to her pile of fish. Taking a seat on her haunches, she beckoned him over with a massive paw, inviting him to partake of the bounty the river had provided. Smiling in her odd way, she patted a section of the bank, inviting him to take a seat; despite her being rather non-verbal, Svenja was most certainly trying to get a point across.

Sitting down herself as soon as she was satisfied that Lambda would sit, Svenja took a still-flopping salmon from the shared pile of fish, and began to eat as a regular bear would. Despite her ursine face, and her fur, and her claws, her eyes were still human, holding flickers of anticipation, nervousness, and something that could only be considered love...

((Awwww.....stupid finals week an' shit. *puts on beard* *gives beard to you*))

Lambda took Svenja's very human-like motions to sit next to her, after filling the pile with his fried fish, taking note of her still-breathing catches. She dug into one of those, but he took one of his own half-cooked morsels and split its side open. His middle arm administered small shocks to fry the insides, then dug out good portions of the strange fish-meat within. For once, he felt odd having to eat this way; Svenja seemed at home with her own two paws and mouth. Oh, did she find him odd? He did so many things differently. Animals like to find mates that are similar, not different, and he was as different as it came...

Lambda tried to stop thinking about it, and instead concentrate on other things, like eating. The fish was very good. His stomach felt full for the first time in...Vortessence, who knows? But it shrunk so much he could barely finish the fish. He took the remains--the scales, bones, and less appealing organs and buried them in a small hole. Then he looked up at Svenja.

She was digging into her food in a completely nonhuman way--probably the way that fluffy thing eats--but shared glimpses at him. Her face still held all the human characteristic unique to Svenja; her grey eyes, her movements, her emotions...She was nervous and anxious and...something else. What was it? It couldn't be...no. Lambda's heart skipped. He had to ask.

"Svenja?" He put his hands together, looked up into her eyes, and tried to appear as "cute" as possible, "How does the Svenja feel about the Lambda?"

((And other teenagers generally suck. But who cares! It's break!

You know, it would be nice if my computer didn't hate me so much... Apparently, it needed to update pretty much everything, but didn't tell me, and that's why it was crashing. Isn't technology fun?))

Watching Lambda with interested grey eyes as he went about carefully dissecting and delicately cooking his fish, Svenja didn't feel any particular need to change the way she was eating. That was one of the perks of her altered form; the human concepts on embarrassment didn't really apply to an anthropomorphic bear-creature fully capable of ripping a detractor's head off. Continuing to keep an eye on Lambda, in case he needed something, she resumed her devouring of the pile of fish she had caught. There were more there than she would eat, but she didn't really care. Some of the fish she had caught for Sha-Ulud, knowing that he couldn't partake in the joy of catching the flopping prey, for fear of water-death.

Finishing her fish shortly before Lambda finished burying the remains of his prey, Svenja ran her tongue along her lips, gathering the last, delicious traces of fish, before tilting her head as the Vortigaunt began to talk to her. Realizing belatedly that Lambda was attempting a semblance of human cuteness, her brow furrowed as she tried to wrack her brain for the right words, then attempted to force her decidedly non-human vocal cords into cooperation.

"Lambda..." she began, her eyes showing definite frustration at her inability to create the words she wanted. Finally deciding on her words, she said them triumphantly, smiling as non-threateningly as she could. "Heart-friend!"

((I dunno...It's fun when it pays attention to you...but that's pretty shitty, man. I can eat your computer, if you want.))
((ACK, this is so CUTE! *hugs you* Hey, we should totally ruin this moment with something horrible, like getting recaptured.  
Lambda: NO! ))

Lambda watched Svenja intently while trying to hide the desperation from his eyes. He didn't know how he would handle rejection. This was the first time he ever fell in love! And in this crucial moment where his very life depended on the members of this group...Dear Vortessence, he shouldn't have fallen in the first place!

Wait! Svenja said his name! Lambda showed glimmers of hope in his eyes as she struggled to form words with her new, ursine mouth. Finally, the moment of truth.

"Heart-friend!" She spoke. Was that good? What do organs symbolize to humans? Wait, hearts symbolized emotions, yes? Humans frequently saids things to suggest things. "With all my heart", "Heartless", "that hurt me right here (said while pointing at the heart)". Svenja said she had feelings for her friend! Yes! That was very good!

Lambda felt a tear roll down his face, "Svenja heart-friend too." He whispered with a shining grin.

((Yeah... I swear the damn thing is partially sentient, and has a wicked sense of humor... I don't think we're to that point yet. My old computer was infinitely worse; at least this one can run Skyrim!)
(*is hugged* Oh, we should! Are we going to try and keep them in one world for this RP?))

Even though Lambda could hide his desperation in his eyes, he could do little to hide the emotions expressed in his scent from the were-bear's sensitive nose. Out of a sense of privacy for her friend, Svenja tried to ignore the knowledge of his stress, concentrating instead on her difficulty speaking the words she desperately needed to express.

Grinning triumphantly after she spoke, proud of her achievement in speaking her mind, Svenja was at first very confused as to why Lambda was crying, tilting her head to the side in an attempt to discern his meaning. For a moment, she thought she had upset the Vortigaunt, and her smile began to fade, her ears drooping.

When he spoke, however, all was made abundantly clear to the were-bear, spurring an even broader grin. Chuffing happily, she scooped Lambda into another furry bear-hug, a few tears of happiness falling from her own eyes to sparkle on her chocolate pelt.

((Aww...I wanted to eat something....hmm. *eats your old computer*))
((L: *sobs in the corner*
Hmm I dunno....What idea do you have?))

Svenja's eyes shined a few tears of her own. Lambda had barely a moment to wipe his eyes before he was engulfed in her warm fur. He expected a hug, so he was ready for it. He embraced Svenja right back, keeping his third arm up against his chest and his head rested on her chest. He grinned and sang-purred that calming song from when Svenja was infuriated--not to calm her, as he knew she wouldn't attack, but just because he felt like singing his glee. He didn't care that Sha-Ulud was probably watching, or that crazy humans opened him up and poked at his organs, he was just happy to have met Svenja and fall in love with her.

((*watches, more than slightly amused*)
(Aww, Lambda! Don't worry! We won't do anything too awful... Maybe...
I've been on a TES kick lately. Wanna throw them there?))

Feeling Lambda's song resonating through her chest as she held him close to herself, Svenja remembered the first time she had heard this song. She was enjoying more now, in her current surroundings, than she had then. Now, the song was pleasant, and soothing, not a distraction from pain and rage. Wisely, the were-bear decided against singing her joy, then licked Lambda, the closest she could reasonably come to a kiss at the moment.

((Mmm...Tastes like shocking! *zapped by stray electricity*))
(Lambda: *glares*
Sure!))

Lambda stuttered in his song as something warm and wet came across his cranium. At first he reverted back to his old anxieties over the humans and felt fear, but he quickly realized it was a welcoming lick from Svenja. He continued his song with not a care in the world.

Bad idea. Exactly thirty seconds later, the ground caved under them. He and Svenja were plunged into an endless black, then blinding white, and then sudden cold and frost as they fell through snow-bringing clouds into a cold, unforgiving landscape. Nearby, the Wyrm fell into a snow bank on the side of a rather familiar mountain. Lambda wasn't sure where he and Svenja ended up; he was clinging to her with his eyes squeezed shut as much as possible. This couldn't be happening, not again, not another crash-landing in a horrible place that wants to kill him...

((Sha-Ulud: *walks over* I know the flavor! *nods*)
(D'awww...! You're adorable when you're mad! *huggles*
We doing human Lambda, or normal Lambda?))

Hearing, but not particularly noticing, the stutter in Lambda's singing, Svenja continued to embrace the Vortigaunt. She honestly had very few cares in the world; one was continuing to be alive, and the other was continuing to hug Lambda.

However, as she suddenly found herself falling through frigid air, Svenja soon found herself with the basic concern of surviving the fall. Instinctively tucking her head into her chest, she held Lambda to her body, trusting that her heavier weight would mean Lambda landing on top of her, and not the other way around.

As luck, and simple physics, would have it, this turned out to be the case, with the were-bear dropping back-first into a snowbank, inches away from exposed rock. Uncurling slowly after making sure she wasn't injured, Svenja poked carefully at Lambda with a claw, making sure he was alright.

Sha-Ulud had, prior to the group's violent removal from the previous world, been asleep in the dusty soil outside of the oasis, having vacated the unfamiliar vegetation for the comforts of the near-desert. He had burrowed himself into the familiarly-warm sand-like soils, and had busied himself with sleep, a luxury he had not been allowed in recent days. Sighing in contentment, he snuggled into the ground, a smile tracing his reptilian face.

When he felt impossibly-cold air rushing past his face and limbs, however, the leupak was understandably awakened, his blue-on-blue eyes widening to their extent. What was this white fluff falling around him, and what was it doing on the ground? Sha-Ulud had never encountered snow before; his native deserts were equatorial, and never saw snow. Falling fast, he braced himself for impact, landing perilously close to the Wyrm.

((Throat of the World?
Also, I'm so happy! I got the Legendary edition of all of TES! *squee*
Any recommendations of which one I should play first?))

((Me: *holds up some cords* Wanna share?
Lambda: 0.o *gently pushes you away* Lambda hugs none but Svenja. *thinks hugging is a couple-only thing*
Oohh...He wouldn't survive as a Vort...Human naked it is!))

((Yep! About half-way up the mountain, near that frost troll and the pile of dead guys.
Oohhh! Go all the way from the beginning! Start with Arena, then Daggerfall, then Morrowind, etc.))

Lambda had no idea what had happened to him, but somehow he felt different. Svenja's fur felt less like soft fluff and more like suffocating itchy-fluffy stuff. His face hurt to be pressed into her fur, and his eyelids felt smaller. His chest was oddly close to hers, as well. Too close. Carefully he pushed himself up just as Svenja poked him and opened his eyes.

"Eyes? Where are Lambda's eyes?" He shouted in a very unfamiliar voice. He touched his temple--where eyes normally sat--and again was surprised by the sensitivity of his skin. No longer was he protected by thick, leathery, hairless flesh--now the elements attacked him unhindered. The only protection he had was this annoying hair all over him. Lambda rubbed his hands all over, feeling up his weird, new body. Hairy patches on top of his head, on his chest, his arms--only two!--and legs, new jaw, a nose, and some ugly protruding things between his legs.

"What in Vortessence is this?" He asked no one in particular. It was right where his reproductive organs were--oh...His eyes widened and he quickly dropped it.

"Svenja...Lambda is human." He whimpered.

((Sha-Ulud: *nods* *noms*
*chuckles at Lambda*
Yaaaay! XD))

((Sounds like fun to me. Shall they be attacked by the troll?
That's what I thought you would say! *grins*))

Tilting her head to the side in confusion as she saw Lambda for the first time since falling into this new world, Svenja's eyes registered deep confusion. Who was this, and where was Lambda? Or... It couldn't be!

"Lambda?" she managed to ask after a moment of concentration, her massive toothed jaw hanging slack in surprise. Ears flattened as she tried and failed to comprehend what had just happened, the were-bear nodded; she was fully aware that Lambda's species had changed. Did she mind? Not really!

((Hmm... To make Sha-Ulud into an Argonian, or not to make him into an Argonian...))

((L:... *is human and naked* *walks away*
Of course! Troll to the "rescue!"
Make him an Argonian!))

Lambda suddenly realized he was sitting on Svenja. He carefully climbed off of her, having a hard time using his new legs, and instead leaned into her warm fur. The ground was covered in white, cold crap, and he could see his breath. It was waaay too cold for him to be naked. This stupid hair didn't help at all.

"Lambda hates this. It is too cold for anyone but Svenja." He grumbled. He looked around to see where the hell they ended up. They were on a mountain, the only one for miles, it seems. He could see a small town at the base of the mountain in a forest, and another town farther away. This place had little pockets of civilization surrounded by cold, harsh nature. He didn't like it. In a nearby snowdrift, he could see the Wyrm picking at some lump near her. Was that Sha-Ulud? It wasn't near big enough for him, unless he was engulfed by the snow.

((*wonders if she should trip him*
Yaaaay!
Okies! Created him in Skyrim; here's some links to some screenshots.
http://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=208043889
http://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=208043851))

Tilting to the side so as to give Lambda an easier way of clambering off of her, Svenja maneuvered herself into a seated position, still rather confused as to what had just happened. She, unsurprisingly, wasn't cold in the slightest; she rather enjoyed the sensation of the snow against her body, the cold removing her excess body heat.

Feeling rather bad for the changed Vortigaunt, and resenting the fact that she couldn't speak, Svenja began to shift out of her monstrous form. Completing the change, she rested an apologetic hand on Lambda's shoulder; even now, she wasn't as cold as he was, for she still had fur along her arms and spine. Looking around as he did, she took in the sights, a smile crossing her face. Contrary to Lambda's opinion, this place looked like paradise to Svenja, who craved the wide-open wilderness.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, Lambda, but it doesn't look as snowy down there, in the village. We should start going towards there, if only to get out of the cold. They'll probably also have clothing; I have a feeling we'll need that," Svenja said after a moment, getting to her feet. "Oh, and where's Sha-Ulud?"

Speaking of everyone's favorite reptilian dream-beast, the leupak in question was attempting to come to grips with changes that had happened to himself. After all, it wasn't every day that one found oneself in a completely different body.

The first change he noticed was simple, really; he felt lighter. Sha-Ulud was no longer a mega-ton creature, and he felt like he could have flown, if his entire body didn't ache from the restructuring of his body. The second change he noticed were, where his massive front paws had been, scaled hands in a dusty brown color. This shock was enough to cause him to sit up, and start feeling at his face. Slowly, Sha-Ulud's expression turned into one of panic, as he realized that he was no longer himself. "W-what am I?!"

((L: *opens the door to your closet (or other room attached to your room) and trips over something* *BANG!* Owwww....
Troll: Hey look, buddies! Hey buddies, I wanna help you guys! I got some dead people clothes! *roaring all threateningly*
He's buff...Kinda hot. XD I really like the red spikes; perfect touch.))

Lambda watched as Svenja shifted so effortlessly into her human form. By now his teeth were chattering, but she looked perfectly at home in this environment, even with less fur and a smaller body. He couldn't help but be impressed.

"Y-yes." He hugged himself with his hands underneath his arms. At least that part of his body was warm; too bad he couldn't shove his whole form under his arms. Creepy bumps formed out of every hair follicle, making all the hair stand up. Was that helping? He couldn't tell. By now, his legs were numb.

Slowly, Lambda stood and carefully moved to a well-worn dirt path near the snow drift they landed on. Perhaps this path would lead down to the town. He could see the path continue on a ledge below, but it disappeared around the curve of the mountain. The path also continued upwards and took a sharp left near a rocky ledge. A worn red flag tied to a pile of stones lay nearby, next to what looked like a skeleton. Lambda blinked; he thought he saw something move, but at that exact second, a wind picked up and blew snow into the air. Was that flash simply snow, or a lifeform?

Lambda looked away. He couldn't trust these inferior eyes. He turned as something spoke; a husky, familiar voice of Sha-Ulud. It seems Svenja's question was answered! But, he couldn't see the gigantic reptilian beast. Instead, the Wyrm sat next to a reptilian humanoid who was touching its face with an incredulous expression. She prodded it in the shoulder and seemed just as confused as it. Was that Sha-Ulud? Did he suffer the same fate as Lambda?

"Uh...Sha-Ulud? Is that the Sha-Ulud?" Lambda asked in a shaky, disturbed voice.

((Honestly, I'm not surprised... Even without my help, he would have tripped... I kinda need to purge my room of stuff again.
Sha-Ulud: *eye-twitch*
Thank you. XD (I forgot to mention that his nose and ears in leup-form have red-orange accents.)))

Feeling extremely bad as she saw how cold Lambda was, his skin covered in goosebumps, Svenja pulled the once-human Vortigaunt closer to herself, hoping she could keep him warmer. Walking with him down to the snow-covered path that seemed to lead right into the heart of the sleepy town below as well as further up the mountain, the were-bear felt her ears start to flatten to her head, her body's way of telling her that something was not right here.

Looking around for a source for this feeling of danger, Svenja was too late to see the flash of possible life that Lambda saw. However, she did see the inanimate skeleton that lay upon the perpetual ice, and shuddered involuntarily. What terrible death had befallen the previous owner of that skeleton? Had they frozen to death eons ago, or had something more violent befallen them? Did she even want to know?

Fortunately, a familiar voice distracted Svenja, her head turning in the direction of the rasping, husky voice of her desert-dwelling friend. However, on not seeing the welcome and perpetually-warm bulk of the leupak, her head tilted almost involuntarily to the side, her grey eyes wide in confusion. "Sha-Ulud? What happened to you?"

As the Wyrm was prodding his new shoulder, Sha-Ulud was still trying to come to grips with his new form. Everything was different! While Lambda had at least been a biped prior to his transformation, the leupak was a quadruped by nature; having only two legs built for walking was a head-trip all by itself. Having hands, and real scales, and these funny slits in the side of his neck, well... Those were just icing on the cake of a potential break-down.

Hearing his friends' voices, Sha-Ulud looked away from his new body, fear still in his indigo eyes. "L-lambda?" he asked in confusion, not fully recognizing the human who stood next to Svenja. "Is that you? What happened to us?"

((Preach it, sister. My room is so messy I have to do a little dance to get to my bathroom. I've been just throwing stuff on the floor and occasionally moving them around.
L: *just stays there, holding back tears*
Me: *glomps Argonian-Sha-Ulud* *purrs*))

Feeling Svenja pull him into a half-hug, Lambda instinctively moved closer to her. It really was helping; that side of his body had warmth return to his bones, but he couldn't take much more. He just hoped that town wasn't too far away.

Seeing the odd reptilian beast turned lizardman, Lambda focused all his attention on him. He was naked too, and bipedal, with the same indigo eyes and dusty color. He seemed to lose that funny symbol on his forehead, though. But, he really needed help walking. He wasn't bipedal before, so someone needed to quickly teach him how to use his legs.

Sha-Ulud addressed him in a familiar but very different voice. Lambda nodded, "Y-yes. This is L-lambda. He is human n-now. L-lambda thinks the same thing happ-pened to Sha-Ulud." He called, struggling to control his chattering jaw.

And of course, everything just has to get worse. A moment after Lambda spoke, a ghostly roar came from the path above. Someone or something leapt to the top of that rocky overhang, swinging its arms in a very beastly way. Lambda felt a shudder run through his body that wasn't from the cold. Oh dear Vortessence.

((I've got a path leading from door to computer to closet, but you've got to jump for the bed...
Svenja: *snuggles Lambda*
Argie Sha-Ulud: *eye-twitch* *is not sure what to do about all of this*)
(I just had an idea involving Sha-Ulud! What d'ya think about were-worms?))

Falling once again as he attempted to balance on two legs, Sha-Ulud found himself floundering once again in the omni-present white fluff. Using his odd new tail as a form of counterbalance, the former leupak managed to maintain a kneeling position, his limbs shaking with the cold. Looking up at Lambda as the newly-human Vortigaunt spoke, his face approached the extreme of what emotion an Argonian could express. "I... I gathered that..."

Feeling Lambda still shivering against her much-warmer body, Svenja wondered if she should transform again. In her larger form, she was not only a source of protection, but a potential ride, and a decent source of heat, as well. Deciding that, at the moment, a source of comfort was more necessary than all of the above, and that comfort often meant verbal communication, the were-bear remained human in appearance.

However, as something in the snow decided to roar and advance towards the group, Svenja found herself regretting the decision to not transform. Immediately shoving Lambda behind her, away from the unknown creature, she roared back at the advancing threat. Hopefully, whatever it was would recognize that it was outnumbered, and leave. If not, well...

((Jumping is what beds are made for! Unless you talk to my former downstairs neighbor, but he's in jail for beating on his wife, so he's not one to talk.
L: *calms down and snuggles back*
Argie! Awwww, cute nickname! *nuzzles*
Fuzzy...worms? Like a fuzzy caterpillar? ))

Lambda was suddenly shoved back into the pile of white fluff. The force sent him straight to the bottom, so he got a mouthful of frozen grass. He spit it out and froze as he heard Svenja let out a roar. She had a good reason for shoving him out of the way. He curled into the fetal position and hoped the thing couldn't find him. He wasn't sure if he still had his powers; if not, Lambda had no defense at all, and was basically a chicken nugget.

The Wyrm turned her attention away from Sha-Ulud to the new threat. It was a frost troll, a three-eyed, stupid gorilla-like beast. It stood as tall as Sha-Ulud, with its disproportionately long arms, huge torso, and stumpy feet. Its shoulders were protected by antler-like growths that added to its fierceness. This one was used to feeding on nieve pilgrims. It had no fear of humans, and no experience with dragons. It was outnumbered many times in the past, but those were defenseless pilgrims. Today it would surely die, but not without leaving a mark.

The Wyrm gave a roar of her own. The troll was confused; no one ever roared before. It paused in its advance and stood upright with its arms above its head, to look larger and more threatening. By now the humans should have ran, and it would chase them gleefully down the slopes.

((True... Also, grrr.
Svenja: *happy derpface*
I really can't help it; every time I see one, that's what comes into my head! XD
Sha-Ulud: *looks confused*
Kinda... Something like this, but with more sandlike colors.))

Hearing another roar ringing out from her side, Svenja was gladdened to recognize the Wyrm's voice. Despite being an ancient creature, the Wyrm had proven to be a formidable ally, capable of tremendous acts of violence in defense of the odd group, Sha-Ulud in particular. Whatever it was that threatened them now, it was about to face a whole world of pain at the claws of both dragon and were-bear.

Taking a step forward, so as not to crush Lambda in her transformation, Svenja felt the change take her. As always, there was pain as her bones grew and thickened, new muscles expanding to form the flesh of a formidable predator. Finally, the prickling pain of growing fur ceased, and a were-bear's mighty footprints left their marks in the eternal snow. Once again, Svenja's eyes were full of rage, her jaws threatening to open to reveal teeth as long as a man's forearm. Taking a step forward, it was the troll's turn to be menaced as the were-bear advanced, ready for a fight.

((We helped send him to jail! His wife came over when he was all drunken-beaty and used our phone to call the cops.
L: *also derpface*
XD
Woah...a ravenous jormungar?))

Lambda heard the crunching of the snow mixed with disturbing sucking, shifting, and growing noises. Then he heard a deeper roar and shivered--not from cold, but fear. What was about to happen would leave a permanent mark in his memories.

The troll was, once again, confused. It had no idea was the tiny-winged reptile was, and the furry humany-thing just disappeared. Now there was a grizzly bear. Bears were just as strong as trolls. The troll was starting to think it was outnumbered, but it smelled human, and it was hungry. It fell down on all fours and loped toward the winged reptile that guarded the Argonian.

Big mistake. The reptile turned out to be fast, even in such a cold environment. It slashed at the troll's arms with deadly ancient claws. It roared and swung its long arms at it, beating it back into the snow. Then the troll lunged for the Argonian. It couldn't win this fight, but maybe it could grab some food and run.

((Good for you! *high-fives*
Svenja: *licks him*
I have, on more than one occasion, called some of the male Argonians my little Argie-wargies. XD
Yep! Wait, you play WoW?))

Smiling a little despite his intense fear of the situation, Sha-Ulud couldn't help but feel a little loved as the Wyrm moved to protect him. However, as the ancient dragon was forced to retreat under a rain of blows, love turned to panic as their attacker lunged at him. If he had been a quadruped, he would have run, but he no longer understood how his legs worked. So, the leupak-turned-Argonian did the only thing he could; he bit. As the troll's hand approached, Sha-Ulud sank his still-sharp teeth into the monster's flesh, and bit down for dear life.

After the Wyrm fell back, it was Svenja's turn to assault the foolish creature. However, a realization must have passed through its tiny brain, as it didn't move to attack her, instead lunging for the helpless lizard-man. Seeing this, Svenja roared at the troll, then lunged for it, her claws tearing into the flanks of the monster. Hopefully, her attack would distract the troll from assaulting the vulnerable Sha-Ulud any further.

((L: *giggles*
XD Oh my god, that's adorable!
Nah, the link said it was a ravenous jormungar. ))

The troll expected some sort of assault from the mostly-helpless Argonians. Clawing, maybe harsh words....but nothing like this. That dumbass straight-up bit his hand! The troll roared and pain and shook his arm all over to shake him loose.

Of course, he had more problems. With his back turned, the two guardians tore into his flesh. But didn't they cease to exist when he looked away? The troll then had a brilliant idea. He turned around and used the biting Argonian as a club on the Guardians! If that helpless man didn't let go fast, he would soon be a weapon against his friends.

((Svenja: *giggles* *glomps Lambda*
Kinda embarrassing, but it kinda is! XD
Aaah. That makes sense. XD You like?))

No-one had ever called Sha-Ulud brilliant. Given his current behaviour, it was growing increasingly obvious that no-one ever would. As the troll roared, then started shaking the arm to which the Argonian had attached himself, he dug his teeth in deeper, holding on with the senseless tenacity of a lamprey.

However, as the idea to use his weakened body as a cudgel against his friends crossed through the two neurons that formed the troll's brain, Sha-Ulud found himself realizing that he should probably let go. This concept crossed the former leupak's brain a few seconds late, though, and he crashed towards Svenja with the force of a battering ram.

To her credit, Svenja was not stupid in either of her forms. So, when she saw Sha-Ulud come crashing at her, she side-stepped, then brought her massive claws slashing across the troll's exposed face. Although she felt bad that Sha-Ulud would most likely go crashing into the snow-covered rocks nearby, she felt that it was imperative that the troll died.

((L: *hugs her tightly*
But it's an adorable nickname!
Yeah, like a fuzzy sandworm!))

The troll was now having a pretty hard time. The Argonian wouldn't let go, and the bear seemed completely enraged by the human club attack. She tore into his face, and suddenly he was blind! That sent him over the edge.

The troll blindly slung his arms out in every direction, trying to bat back his attackers. Now he wasn't concerned about food, he just wanted to get out alive. Of course, he was dumber than a crackbaby squirrel, so the idea of running away was inconceivable. No, he wanted to win. And that meant their deaths.