"Angriff, watch your flank!" Jorn shouted, attempting to raise his voice above the chaos. Between the man being shredded by wolves and his now enclosed ally, Jorn could see the events of this battle playing out poorly for the party, "Damnit." As he replaces the crossbow beneath his cloak, his hand would shoot the hilt of his blade, the metal chiming audibly as the sword was drawn from it's sheath.

Before he could prepare to make his charge, the priestess had worked her magic to disorient the beasts, "Perfect! Angriff, veer left!"

As his voice called out to his comrade, Jorn gritted his teeth to steel himself for what was to come. Forcefully, he'd jab his heels into his horse's side, spurring the beast forward as he made a charge towards the back of the beasts before him. Though the will of his mount was somewhat sketchy, Jorn would attempt to roll up behind the right most wolf (to Angriff's left), slashing into the beast with his blade- and trampling him with the horse if possible. He gave himself room for the horse to continue it's sprint, tugging on the reins to help veer the steed back towards the walls of the town after his strike. His goal was to open an avenue for which Angriff could escape- or at least have an attempt at running.


[hider=My Hider]
[Skills]
	A:
	B: Reflex
	C: Acrobatics, Weapon Profiency (Sword)
	D: Throw, Stealth, Armor 
	E: Survival

[Equipment]
	Sword
	Light Shield (Armor E)
	Medium Armor (Armor C)
	Crossbow (9 bolts)
	Smoke Bomb (x4)
	Fire Bomb (x2)
[/hider]