[ Oh, shit. He didn't think Fjord could just vaporize his sword from wherever, but that was a dumb mistake to make. It was a bloody magic sword, after all. Had the paladin not yelled at him and this wasn't just a spar, Molly might have been about a head shorter.
As it is, however, he drops to the ground like someone cut his strings, and then rolls up on his feet once more, about a tiefling-length away from Fjord. ]
I guess spells on the menu, then?
[ Here's an oldie but a goodie; the red feather on his neck bleeds as he casts the curse of the eyeless to briefly blind his friend. ]
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As it is, however, he drops to the ground like someone cut his strings, and then rolls up on his feet once more, about a tiefling-length away from Fjord. ]
I guess spells on the menu, then?
[ Here's an oldie but a goodie; the red feather on his neck bleeds as he casts the curse of the eyeless to briefly blind his friend. ]