It was all going so well. Typical isn't it. We were killing crawlers, and I was doing a fine job too. We were dancing together, like one body - moving around, floating almost.

Then we met this large beastie, the Large Sand Wurm. And Crystal fell. And shortly after, I fell too, silly Sylvan as I am.

Luckily , Urgelt had a chain.

Here we are lining up. Setting the formation so to speak. The Strong Dwarf, the two fallen Sylvans in blue and red, and the Brave Warrior to cover our retreat.

By the time we fell, we were deep south. Almost to the Savanna. And we had a long way to go , or rather, Urgelt and Jo´Maril had a long way to go to town. Crystal and I sort of just ..dragged along....

The march was a long one indeed. Through beaches upon beaches, through the brambles and the Smelly Town, and the whole large and dangerous south forest.

Over rocks, under trees. And many a beast followed, drawn by the sight of the helpless Sylvans.

Eventually, slightly bruised , we entered town square, where we immediately were set under proper treatment, and once again could charge into the battle.