Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160228221959/@comment-32663439-20160315025548

Vidrik was completely still, but his club was in his hand. He was weighing his odds. He had had close encounters with Beasts before.... the most he had managed to do before was to injure a Wolf Beast before fleeing.... and that had almost ended in Vidrik's death. Sure, the Skeever Beast was an easier fight than a Wolf Beast, but a fight with it still carried great risk....

Vidrik watched the snout, white-knuckling his club.