Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141027213346/@comment-32663439-20141029182437

And though the Werelion threw rocks and boulders and charged at him, Vorwith dodged all of his attacks by centimeters. Tate told Arthur "Just stay out of the werelion's way. The Dragon Warrior doesn't mean us harm. We just need to focus on that maker-damned vampire. He's too fast to focus on him and Qa'do." Vorwith dodged a flurry of the werelion's fury swipes. That was enough playing around. He grabbed the werelion by the paw and flipped him overhead. He sent him crashing into a dwemer pillar. Next came Tate. He said "FUS RO DAH!!!" Nothing happened. Vorwith had strafed out of the way in a split second. "Don't you see? There's no way you could defeat me! I have been honing my skills since the First Era!" Tate turned into a blur, like he had many times before. He was swinging as fast as lighting, but it was like he was slashing air. "How do you know about my family?!?!" "It's not hard, really. Just cast a few divinations, place a few spies, and all of the sudden I know all about the lives of everyone I please." Tate was swinging that blade faster than the eye could see, but the mark just wouldn't land. Vorwith stuck a finger out and tapped Tate right over the heart. Tate froze still, and then fell over. Vorwith turned to Arthur.