Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191002222622/@comment-25828117-20191007200704

The man did not appreciate being pushed around again and got ready to cave Nyasia's head in with his club for her meddling. He had fallen to the floor on hands and knees in a position that would allow him to push himself forwards and upwards into striking distance of Nyasia.

He raised his weapon over the queen, about to strike down.

"Why you-"

THUNK

Whatever he was going to say was cut short as his head and arm recoiled in pain making him turn around to see what had hit him. There stood Helian, with his metal ladle.

The aspiring cook smiled disarmingly as the man's gaze turned to daggers. Slowly the goon raised his club and Helian could only concede that it was indeed the superior weapon by slowly backing away.

"This is hardly fair..." He said, holding his giant spoon up like a short sword, well aware of what little good it would do against a club.

The woman that Clodagh had headbutted where no decent person would headbutt was slowly getting up as well.

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"And these Zah-ma skills? Could you explain them to me?" Lysilde pressed.