Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20180515200537/@comment-24530992-20180601210235

"Shor's bones!" Fenrik exclaimed, drawing his greatsword whilst doubling back to avoid the amalgamation of what looked like mucous and spoiled meat's butcher knife. Knowing that the thing was quite large, it would move slowly, giving him some time to maneuver to its side in order to look for any obvious weak points.