As Angus approached the chests, the sound of Azzen crying out in pain as he was shot by the kobold met the Highlander's ears. The bard was in danger. And seeing as he had provided Angus with a considerable amount of healing earlier, the Highlander was honor bound to come to the tiefling's aid. Moving at speed, Angus left the room he was in and proceeded to the location of Azzen's cry, sheathing his claymore as he went. With Sarfyr's dying screams having soothed the Highlander's anger at his current predicament once and for all, his mind was no longer clouded and he remembered the promise he made to stay out of the melee. A promise he now had every intention of keeping. Angus slowed to a stop as he joined Najila on the stairs. Azzen's cry had come from this direction, and sure enough he was there. Leaning against a wall at the base of the stairs. Looking as if he was a single stiff prod to the forehead from keeling over.

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Action: Angus dashes.
Movement: Angus moves 60 feet to D18.
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