Or'sol

The sand had barely settled around the group before Spen started coughing and waving her arms about in exasperation. "Well, that is just great now is it not?" the anger in her voice was palpable "What the hell were you thinking, Ma'groth!" she turned her anger onto her dark bodied companion. This warranted a grunt from the older male Belemoid as he slowly picked himself up off the sand covered but rocky floor. "What? And you were standing so far away from the ledge too, huh?" he growle...