Halabael merely smiled arrogantly at the challenge. A trek through snow? How wasteful of his talents. Since he assumed he was to perform the trek with the others present, he did not take wing, though he also gave the cold no consideration, being inured to the effects of mortal climes. He gracefully strode to the edge of the boat and lept off, using his wings to reduce his descent speed before landing softly upon the boat, curling his wings about his form as a cloak once more.
"Mere cold will not dissuade or hinder the likes of me."
Halabael's stance shifted slightly, and his movements seemed to be followed by tendrils of shadow. He then stood still, observing those intended to be his compatriots.
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Entered Child of Shadow Stance
Maneuvers prepared:
Drain Vitality
Charging Minotaur
Claw at the Moon
Shadow Jaunt