Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160209213345/@comment-5824038-20160221180339

Having escaped from the deadroot's grasp, Glorfindel watched as it scuttled towards Fyr. 'Oh no you don't,' he murmured under his breath. 'Not against him.'

He ran forwards and leapt forwards, landing and rolling underneath the monster in a dead-or-nothing bid for victory. The maneouvre would position him right beneath it, and he would then stab upwards as brutally and as often as possible. His shield was still equipped, and would be held over his torso to protect it.

(Alador as this is a tricky battle action I'll let you decide its success.)