Janus and his party sat there, clutching the unconscious elf. The scorpion stayed behind. Docile. It seemed to be staring at them. Diligently obeying Janus' command to stop. Perhaps waiting for more. Alas, he was a few seconds late. Janus patted its head and commanded it to go home. If only he could ask the beast what the effects of its poison were. Astrid inspected the elf's heartbeat and asked the men to move away while she administered first aid. She had a few lessons from the Snake charmers, but her knowledge on foreign scorpion stings was close to nothing. Well, at least she was still alive. Janus was loath to think about it, but they paid a large sum for the elf. And damn it, they would see her safe back to the village come hell or high water. "She has a heartbeat

