Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160209213345/@comment-25038310-20160220161549

As the Deadroot scuttled closer, it jumped a few meters high in the air and pounced upon Fyr and Glorfindel, attempting to bury its pincers in their bodies. As it neared, a horrible stench made its way towards their nostrils, seemingly poisoning them slowly but surely.

The strong bark that served as armor would fend off most attacks if the opponent's attacks were made too hasty or weak. The pincers themselves were rather sturdy and serves as protective plates, although if one managed to be precise he could aim for the spot inbetween these plates.