Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-25038310-20160403014713

Abello  cocked his head at the toxic mucilage of the plants found in the swamp. He was never too apt to poisoning his weapons, but he found that this was a valid reason to do so.

"Thank you, Slade. This'll help greatly.."

He did as Slade had suggested, and started rubbing the contents of this strange vial on his blade, making the poison slowly run down and remain in place on the edges of the shortsword.

"Do as he says; and without further ado, we will engage. Fyr and Brolin can offer ranged support, Katla, Dunistair and the wraith will attack the lieutenant, and the rest can divide between his two lackeys. Does that sound like a plan?" He asked everyone, intend with getting this battle over with.