So far the battle was going well, as all the kobolds were taken down and Ramundo knocked out the human who healed the drake. Now there was only the drake itself, backed into a wall by Orchid, Brannor, and Ramundo. Parum was there too, but she felt it would be safer behind the three bigger men than on the front lines. But she wasn’t just going to stand idly by and let them take care of it. Peeking at the drake while she was standing behind Brannor,  she taunted it in draconic.

[color=7ea7d8]"Sia thurirl geou molik wux takh. Majak Svern!"[/color]

Once more her cutting words were filled with magic, psychically harming the dragon, however minor. With any luck her words would sting it enough for it to not only distract it, but possibly even convince it to stand down. Not that Parum had the slightest clue what to do with the creature even if it did surrender. Did the keep have any way to hold him? She simply clutched her rapier tighter and watched the drake carefully.

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[color=7ea7d8]"Sia thurirl geou molik wux takh. Majak Svern!"[/color]
"My friend will skin your hide. Surrender!"
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Vicious Mockery = [url=www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/1453]4[/url]

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