Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151023161926/@comment-5543592-20151026004633

(Not a dagger, the broken half of Pokeblade.  It's just sharp metal rod, good for stabbing, not good for slashing.  Pierre still has the dagger.)

Pierre's eyes narrowed. They were cat like in a way, predatorial, and in the darkness the brown seemed to fade from them and the red coloring of the irises stood out. He was most certainly a demon spawn. And while Sidion was a master of illusions, Pierre was in his element.

Fear was a tactic of Sidion's, but it was one of Pierre's as well.

The Son of Mehrunes Dagon twirled his dagger in his hand, and then, slunked off to the wall. He lay fire runes around the floor like mines. He doubted that Sidion would be killed by any of them, but the Breton tripped one, Pierre would have his position. Pierre needed surprise- he had skill, while Sidion had ability. A straight up fight wouldn't work.