Skara

Pilgrimage of Bones

Islana watched with a mixture of terror and fascination as the creature moved away on its powerful legs. It seemed to be heading towards the north cliff. Its golden brown carapace seemed to reflect the light of the sun casting strange shadows across the floor.

It was an alien sight to her eyes. Having seen other scorpions scuttle across the sands, the huge beast's proportions made her almost sway. It just seemed unnatural. Some sort of freak of nature. A creation of a mad god.

She wasn't sure her powers would work on something so large. Nor had she tried to use it. The animal didn't appear to have notice them. But suddenly it stopped on its tracks and started a strange chittering that echoed above the sound of the wind.

They needed to hide...