Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20151120001401/@comment-29559990-20151124204813

This was usually the part where he swung around and easily clobbered the cocky bastard, but he felt a paw touch his shoulder. Lyncanthrope, no doubt. Or a very intelligent bear.

He made no sudden movements, but a whistle eminated from Goriyn spot, daring the Werebear to look to him. If he did, he would have spotted one dark elf holding the knife dangerously close to another Dark Elf's skull.

"Choose that next move of yours very carefully," Goriyn teased with a malicious grin spread across his face.