Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-25038310-20150210210409

Sander raised up his bandana, so he had no need for breathing in smoke and coughing uncontrollably.

He looked around, although, even with his increased instincts, it was to thick to see through.

He held his Saw Cleaver in front of him - and listened. Silently. If there were footsteps, he should hear them. With his instinct of hearing, he can anticipate attacks - unless they were ranged. An ebemy's footing was important and vital.

While he held his Saw cleaver in one hand, he grabbed a clockwork evolver with his other. A combination of a bladed weapon with a gun. Dangerous in both close and ranged combat.