Planeside 2

[cavalieredraghi]

PORAS

Mal just kept walking past the stalagmite monsters that attacked him. Their sweeps from the human naked eye would think they hit, but they just passed right through him. He was quick quicker then even a vampire's eye could see, as he attacked each one with the katar he carried under his coat. He was standing behind all of them seeming to dust off and polish his katar.

His red brimmed hat covering much of the water from the serpent. It twirled over head. He simply stood still, waiting for it to jump out again, This time on purpose he was slow, as he shot it with a crossbow bolt, that was suddenly turned to lightning and split into three. They all hit the creature's head. He wanted the Fateweaver to see just what he was up against.

"Trust me, when I say you picked the wrong kobold." Mal just lifts his head as he looks to where the scrying was coming from. His yellow sunglasses looking at the fateweaver. His maw was in a frown.

"You are not even a challenge."


(Sorry I forgot about turn order.)