[color=darkturquoise][h3][b]Cesar Lorenzo Tidesong Bolivar[/b]
The Vale, [i]At The Hall.[/i][/h3][/color]

Cesar continued forward eagerly, watching  his frienss, both deep in enemy lands and back providing ranged suppoet, all laying the hurt on his enemiee. It almost made the rather slow Bard jealous. He felt the need to try and contribue somehow... He could always fire another bolt from his crossbow, but Cesar felt like that would not have enough flair. And throwing your sword can only go a long way, as well...

So instead, the Bard cleared his throat as he proceeded, looking the Night Fury in the... Eyes? Ocular orifices? Orbs?

[color=darkturquoise]"You know, I can smell you from here, and it isn't much of a pleasant aroma from where I'm standing!"[/color]

Keep trying, Cesar.

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Cesar
HP: 21/21

Cesar runs forward another 30 feet, stopping directly in front of and casting Vicious Mockery on the Night Fury. If hit, it will deal [b]4[/b] psychic damage.

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