Trinark is sure that his druid friend has lost the mind battle against the creature. He himself had managed to fight away the white fog that threatened to cloud his mind, spurred on by the howl of Ssetheeya. Now, as he had seen many times before, the creature had turned friend on friend. Fearing it is hopeless Trinark strikes out wildly at his friend, his fist flying wide of it's mark in his supprised state.
"Stop, remember me, remember your friend! It is Trinark!"
[ooc:Will save verses enchantment mind-affection spell-like ability (+2 due to elvishness) (1d20+7=18), Unarmed attack against S-man (1d20+3=10)]