[color=6ecff6][h2][center]Tulvar[/center][/h2][/color]

[color=B8860B]"Formation!"[/color]
Tulvar paused as a shrill whistle split the air and a command rose above the din of battle, giving a short grunt of displeasure as his leader's words reached him. He disliked formations on account of they made his battle ax more difficult to use as he had to take care to avoid striking allies with its broad swings, but orders were orders. Flavia seemed like the type of leader who knew exactly what she was doing. So he shifted his grip on his weapon to make narrow, overhead swings and avoid wounding anyone beside him in such close proximity. It was then he heard the resounding warrior's scream that tore up from her soul and he lifted his ax above his head and answered her with a bellowing war cry not unlike the roar of a furious bear. He grinned at his fortune that the Divines would grant him such an ally.

His attention then quickly turned to the Vigilant [color=6ecff6]"Fall back, priest!"[/color] he shouted to Clanette, [color=6ecff6]"Into formation!"[/color]
Tulvar reached out to grab the back of her robe, intending to pull her backward with him as he fell into formation on Flavia's left flank.