In punishment for their neglect, the hail of blows leveled down upon an all too familiar physique, the huntsman had swept in with his great blade in hand. The reaping strike, like another sweep of a scythe through golden grain, came against that thing leftmost; the first kobold unfortunate enough to be skirting the edge of the old, salted magician in his alternate form. Brannor dared not pause to observe just how presumably dead the creature was, the tension on the blade from the strike easing at the end of the swing, rather the ferocious man focused in upon the counterbalance. One of the two dagger-bearers was now either dead or presumably horrendously wounded from a mortal blow and that would come to free the fellow beast of prey upon from the tide of attacks leveled against them.

Shifting stance again, adjusting the heft of the two-handed sword, the wilder sneered. They would cull these things just as they did the last, then put to death the scaled hounds. But that was not what made him grimace so, rather it was the empathy shared with this particular incarnation of Torus. It was all too eerily familiar and in the wake of the bloody wounds, it brought to mind the aspiring paladin's own sufferings in similar shapes against these things, these monsters. For all of what made him up as somewhere between the two worlds, the day of mortals and the night of beasts, this parallel could not be ignored. So as a result, the man's hungering eyes flicked to the next target.

There and then he moved among the stone slinging prey with the same viciousness of a ravenous cat inside a hen house, and set to claw, tear, and rip asunder anything of these creatures that was within his reach.

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Brannor will move to strike the dagger wielding kobold to the left of Torus, attacking with a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/13720]21[/url] to hit and dealing [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/13721]12[/url] slashing damage on the presumed success. He will then move the remaining distance he can to get as close to and among the sling-bearing kobolds as he can manage, attempting to position himself within reach of at least two. If any enemy provokes an attack of opportunity from him, he will take the first opportunity to strike.
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