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[color=red]Time:[/color] 10AM
[color=red]Location:[/color] Jungle
[color=red]Interactions:[/color] Annya [@princess] , Saorise [@Potter] Raven [@Tae], Caelan [@Alivefalling], Ismael [@Th3King0fChaos]
[color=red]Equipment:[/color] Cobalt Saber, Cobalt Half Plate, 1330 Amas, Map of Avalia, Lantern, Water Flask, 3x Torch, x10 Travel Rations, Washing Brush.

The final human of their quintet finally introduced herself. Shae was her name and she kept glancing at Raven. Well the two had to know each other, they fell on top of each other coming out of their portal. But she had a smell of worry for some reason. Eh wasn't his problem to fix currently. Ismael began to ask some questions, one for Raven, the other for Annya and possibly himself. Speaking of Raven her hand went to his, and smiled, before he removed his hand from her shoulder. She'd be fine and she'd learn some interesting things when they got to their destination.

She did explain what a cosplayer was which made him think for a moment. [color=gray]Kind of sounds like a bard or a performer."[/color] He commented and then she explained her knowledge of carbuncles. Also that she had no combat experience, which made him think their world is a lot more managed or peaceful than their own. [color=gray]"That can be easily rectified, just pay attention to what Annya teaches."[/color] He rumbled out before his ears flicked towards a thudding sound. Big footsteps.

The giant sword wielding behemoth shifted to the front of the group when Annya told him where she wanted him and then told Ismael there were plenty of things that were dangerous and she'd let them know if it was a run or kill deal. As if the world were playing a trick out came a troll from the left, then the rear. Almost a pincer, but almost never counted for anything. The one from the left immediately gunned for the dragonborn and swung its club. To any other species except a dragonborn and maybe an orc, that was more along the lines of a great club.

A shift of his shoulder and the club impacted on his sword that was braced against his shoulder and even his head at an angle, skirting up the angled length of cobalt, and throwing the troll off balance. The giant reptilian took only a fraction of the force of the blow before his sword was moving again. His foot swept forward, putting him closer to the long armed troll, and his blade came down in a vertical slash. The combined force of the blades weight and his own strength cut through the trolls over extended arm and even carved a gash down its torso. It helped he kept his blade very sharp, if a human could use the damned thing they could have shaved with it.

The huge blade stopped before it embedded in the ground and was twisted around to come back up for another slash to cleave the troll from groin to face.