Scorpion Fight

The wrong sort of scorpion. An additional scene for the Lynn d'Vadalis (Eberron-set) story by Syltorian  I think the story may be being re-named 'Chosen of the Flame'.

Goes with this chapter:

Lynn d'Vadalis II: Citadel of the Ghost Guardians

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SHE DID NOT KNOW WHEN SHE HAD FALLEN ASLEEP, but she awoke to find herself bound to the back of a massive orc currently climbing a sheer cliff face. Her legs were tied on the orc’s belly, her arms firmly anchored under his armpits. Her first instinct was to escape her bindings, and her struggle alerted the orc.
   He held on firmly to the rock, trying not to lose his grip under her flaying. “Stop that,” he told her in a reasonable voice, “or we fall. You not prisoner. You sleep, so we attach you to bring you over mountains. You hang on. I climb.”
   That was all very well for him to say, but did nothing to ease her fear. The bonds chafed, and she had always been adverse to restrictions, struggling already against the cradle board as a babe. She did not realise someone had crudely fixed her clothes, but she did stop struggling out of simple fear to fall down the cliff fa