[hr][hr][center][h2][b][i][color=b8860b]Keystone[/color][/i][/b][/h2][/center]
[b][center][color=b8860b]Location:[/color] Woods North of Salarn, Orc Encampment, Evening of Day Three [/center][/b][b][center][color=b8860b]Interacting With: [/color] Bloody Smudge In The Air [/center][/b][hr][hr]

	The dashing and knightesque figure of the Occidental Monk known in the realms of Men as Keystone very heroically picked his oversized, leather clad ass up from the cold ground, trying like hell to dislodge the sheen of ice from his massive boot with short and mostly ineffective kicking motions. By all the decent and virtuous gods there were (and a few that were merely agreeable), the last time that Keystone faced down an army of the Undead he was much more robust and dignified. Dangerous. Feared by his enemies, even. It would be an understatement that the last few days were not the most valiant nor noteworthy of his career. Were he not locked in a fight with mortal consequences, he may well have been depressed. But there were more important things at hand.  

	The suddenly eyeballed, crimson mist in the air was drifting down toward Sana, a malevolent glow about it. At first, Keystone mistook the inhuman grin and downward movement as being directed at himself, on account of his admittedly comical escapades involving falling over and shaking his foot about. [color=b8860b]"Oi, ya smilin' waft o' blood-fart! Think that's funny, does ya? I ripped arse vapors tougher'n you..."[/color]

	Then he understood. The things eyes moved past him, paying the empty-handed pugilist zero attention. It looked to Sana, a little way behind his current position. Something in Keystone's voice changed; it went straight past "businesslike threatening" and over to "dedicated controlled rage". [color=b8860b]"No, you bloody well don't."[/color] he growled with believable certainty, and raised his fists. That thing was trying to hurt Sana, so by all those gods mentioned earlier, Keystone was going to respond in the most violent manner possible. The second it got within range, Keystone leapt to attack, fully, and without hesitation.