[center][h1][color=ff5000][b]Renar Hagen[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

Well, well, well. It seemed the Lady Cazt's stalwart protector wasn't quite human, now was he? Or mortal, for that matter. Renar quickly adjusted his mental plans for dealing with Haelstadt should it be necessary to severing or just crippling the limbs. Whatever the knight was, its armor was still mundane enough to sustain damage from ordinary weapons, at the very least. But that was a matter for later. For now, there was the matter of the strange, evidently cursed, creatures rushing towards the defensive line. With them rushing straight towards the bulk of the Roses, there wasn't time to worry about much else. 

[color=ff5000][b]"Then we'll chop them down, piece by piece."[/b][/color] Renar hefted his poleaxe in response to Fleuri, his mind already racing to try to figure out the best approach to this challenge. Most of his specialized tricks and tactics weren't going to be particularly effective against fifteen-foot tall behemoths. [color=ff5000][b]"Perhaps I should start packing holy water into my bag of tricks, if dealing with dark magics is going to become a regular occurrence. In any case, we'll have to weave around them and aim for the hamstrings. Topple the wretches, and we'll copy what the Boars did to Lady Cazt's knight."[/b][/color]

Renar pointed at the rightmost curse mutant before taking up his stance. 

[color=ff5000][b]"With me, Sir Fleuri. If we bring one down starting from the flank, we can work through the rest while the main line holds them."[/b][/color] With that said, he charged.

[@Crimson Paladin]