Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20160623164644/@comment-29559990-20160626200131

Brolin rolled his eyes, and moved forward with the speed of a cheetah. Shortly after, he was flying though the air like an eagle, and his feet found themselves firmly planted in the ugly mug of one of the brigands.

He stuck the landing, while the bandit with a now-broken nose did not. The Wood Elf glanced up to see a Breton running up take him down. The brigand swung widly, and Brolin easily countered by ducking and sweeping the legs out from underneath him.

"You all suck at this," He laughed, shoving the breton off the deck and into the water below.