[color=c4df9b][h2][center]O'Ner Faister [/center][/h2][/color]

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TIME:  Afternoon, Day 2

LOCATION: Forest near Coast/Creek


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INTERACTIONS: [@13org] Myra, Malachi [@princess], Belladonna [@Potter] [@Helo] Valok 

Watching for the time being the battle unfolding in front of him, trying to come up with a plan. The first thought that came into his head was going for the second owlbear’s leg. But when Malachi barked his orders to cut off the arms, a good idea although personally he would have gone for the legs. “Roger” The disguised general rushed forward towards the second owlbear,  "Accidently" tripping on a rock and falling face first onto the ground. "Damn it all to hell." Taking his sweet time getting back up onto his feet. Letting the others suffer a little, especially Malachi. Getting bit of a chuckle of the male being thrown around like a ragdoll. 

Taking aim to cut off the right arm of the monster. If he was successful then the beast’s arm would fall to the ground, blood would be sprayed onto O’Ner’s face. It was quite annoying because he could not see well. Knowing that the owl was not going to give up the fight with losing one arm, O’Ner turned his attention towards the second owlbear, trying to cut off this owl’s arm off. Swinging his scythe back and towards the beast, hoping to hit Malachi in the process.