[h3][color=darkgreen]Kled[/color] - Just Rolling With It[/h3]



CHOMP!

Right onto the yokai's poor little tails did a bear trap snap onto (([color=red][b]Red Spotlight[/b][/color])). Not vicious enough to severely harm or even cut them off, but strong enough to keep a good hold the poor things. It must have been one of his idle traps, until the rope it was attached to shook violently across the ground. Following the rope showed it connected to a thick, rotting log. Leaning against it, unfortunately, was the small warrior once more. The bane of the endless forest, it's owner in fact:

Kled.

[color=darkgreen]"Ahem,"[/color] The yordle rubbed his fist against his chest-plate as a rather large lizard skipped it's way up to him. It carried scroll in it's jaws, and obediently dropped it into his friend's waiting hand. He rolled it open, [color=darkgreen]".... your rule has no room in my- Dang nabbit- Skarll! This is the one for the fancy pants! Ah forget it."[/color] Kled threw the scroll behind himself. The paper fluttered down the large, steep hill that the log balanced unevenly on. The slope stretched for so long that the bottom was obscured in a shadowy fog. [color=darkgreen]"I'll just improvise, you dumb lizard."[/color]

[color=darkgreen]"Cat-thingy ma-bob! Your rule has no room in my land- Wait, no, that's fancy pant's scroll. Alright. You! Skarll's been cravin' somethin' that ain't turtle meat, and you're fittin' the description! There's only so many taco offerin's one can take before they get sick of em'. So, we're tryin' something new! Red Cat Meat Pancake! You see, your rule has no room- GAH! My head's all stuck! No more wastin' time."[/color]

With one swift back kick, the log staggered and plummeted down the steep hill. Skarll skipped back at the sudden movement. The rope quickly connecting it with the bear-trap, and Jibanyan, tightened.