"W--w-well because of the dragon m'am, err, Warden." The guard's cheeks turn red with embarrassment, but then, he'd just been following orders. As Weaver takes charge, he sighs with relief, taking up a defensive looking position at her back. In truth, he's new to this, having volunteered only because he'd been told much of his watch would simply be helping with the gate.
The ursur is a magnificent creature, even wounded and bloody as it is. Turning golden eyes ringed with hate towards the Warden as she advances. The others fall back, calling for medics and reinforcements. "Perhaps we lure 'em out?" A voice suggests as Weaver's fire strikes the left side of the creature. Roaring, its focus entirely homed on Weaver now, the creature lunges. With tusks that are nearly a meter long, the bear bellows furiously as the singed scent of its flesh fills the air.
The ursur is a magnificent creature, even wounded and bloody as it is. Turning golden eyes ringed with hate towards the Warden as she advances. The others fall back, calling for medics and reinforcements. "Perhaps we lure 'em out?" A voice suggests as Weaver's fire strikes the left side of the creature. Roaring, its focus entirely homed on Weaver now, the creature lunges. With tusks that are nearly a meter long, the bear bellows furiously as the singed scent of its flesh fills the air.
