Raven rolls to the side of another charging boar, bringing his blade down in an arc and destroying that one before stopping to look at Cash and Faeron, resting his sword on his shoulder again. "Terrified, worried, scared," he smiles, "but determined to outplay this game." He slides the blade into it's sheath and pulls Ryan away from the aggro zone for the boars. "Just breath for now, Ryan. You don't need to be the only one to take the hits here. There are other tanks and bruisers." He hesitates, then chuckles nervously. "Sorry, I played a bunch of MOBAs too. Bruisers are tanky damage dealers that can give as much as they take."

Sighing, he points down the path that moved away. "According to the Book of Truth, there's another town with more fields further down the path. I figure once we're all high enough, we can move on ahead of the others. That chaos back there can't last forever."