The Beholder was disappointed in the fact the three headed dog failed to yield before his assault, but on the other hand his weapon was so very small when compared to the sheer bulk of the creature. While [i]Tradewind[/i] had served him faithfully for years, it might finally be the time to consider replacing the old sword with something more powerful. Something like the less trustworthy merfolk woman was swinging about, maybe. Just of proper class and finesse, none of that cumbersome over-abundance of steel. And what remained of his disappointment was largely brushed away when his daughter moved in to finish the job.

Soon after the final dog would poof back into existence, dead as a stone. They were done here, Dyn concluded and began swimming, not back towards the main group but towards the small creature that had caused the failure of any and all plans he had had and driven this situation into the battle it had been. However, he did not miss the scene Jill caused on the side, how she sent away the Darkness of Koan and commanded Sauron to kneel. And even though they were underwater, the man managed to do just so. A pair of his eyes followed the exchange and he smirked. That had put him in a rather good mood, all things considered. Jill shared his annoyance. Ah, she knew just how to remind the great Dyn'yer'zhead of why he had fallen for her in the first place.

Yet he still had his own agenda. He floated closer to Askia in the water, dedicating about half of his eyes to observing the small female kobold. He smacked his lips before he began talking, even considering if he would be able to eat her if need be. He was, after, all, the size of a man. But no, she would probably only cause trouble even then. "I am [i]sure[/i] you are aware that what you did just now was not exactly... wise", he began, his voice surprisingly calm. "We had a plan, you see, but then [i]somebody[/i], who may or may not be the half-grown lizard before me with too much daring for her own good before me just had to go [i]shouting[/i]. Because how could [i]that[/i] possibly backfire at all, hmm? Entertain me. Share your thoughts." His words were collected, his voice calm, but his tone and accentuation made it clear he had not appreciated the fact at all.

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[b]HP:[/b] 62/62 [b]AC:[/b] 20 [b]Concentrating:[/b] Nope
[b]Bladesong status: [/b] Active, 4 rounds or so remaining. 1 use left.
[b]Slots/expended:[/b]
4/1 1st
3/1 2nd
3/1 3rd
3/0 4th
2/0 5th
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