[h3][color=Silver]Marwood[/color][/h3]
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Marwood cursed as the blade bit into his side, he turned Fiona with a snap on the reins. [color=Silver]"I'm not done with you yet, you dastard!"[/color] He cursed and charged between Voss and Morag. [color=Silver]"Your facing me you damnable mercenary!"[/color] He spun his lance with practiced elegance. [color=Silver]"And unless you care to unseat me from my horse, you won't touch this man."[/color] He looked at Morag, he might not have had the experience of skill to beat him but he could damn sure hold the line and keep Morag busy. 

[color=Silver]"Spellslinger."[/color] He called to the man behind him keeping his eyes on Morag. [color=Silver]"Stay behind me and don't let up and don't worry about me... Take more than some Jehanna mercenary snake to bring done me."[/color] He spoke wanting to get Morag angry and keep his attention focused on the cavalier rather than on the spell caster behind him.