Bry’on has been stalking his prey for hours. He was on the trail of the elusive Time Lost Proto-drake. All thoughts about his personal needs were shunted to the side, perhaps unwisely. He had seen Varygosa fly by several times. He knew that his time was coming; however a shifting and gurgling inside his armor told him that he had gone too long without dealing with biological necessities. A gnome on a magic carpet flew by later and noticed the tauren stuck in the mountain by his horns. He deduced that it was a simple case of jet propelled evacuation.
–Hasteur







