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I guess my comfort zone is "eccentric side character."

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Cliver, who'd stood back up and swung around to face the beast while grinning like a maniac, was suddenly vaulted over and kicked face first into the ground with the full impact thankfully being blunted by his horns. This attack probably saved his life as a ball of fire soured over his prone form and struck the wolf. He rolled over on his back to see the beast get entangled by Clovers attack, then had to roll again as it broke it's bonds and charged out into the open. He quickly got up to follow. As he ran out Lilith diverted its attention onto her. As he caught up, Eldras Became Large and caught an icicle. He sprinted past a bonfire, reaching out a gloved hand and grabbed the non-burning end of a log off the top, carrying it with him.

He passed the prone Clover as Sarrai'a made her second attack, and called out as he passed. "Clover, the next time we make a wound send your roots inside it!"

As the beast fell over onto Sarrai'a he let the ax in his other hand slip down until he was holding it at the very end. Then he brought it and the log up. He aimed the ax for its neck and the flaming end of the log arced down toward its eye.
Oh my god I just realized I'm a woodcutter fighting a big bad wolf.
Cliver had started moving forward as soon as Sarrai'a had, running alongside her until she suddenly transformed and launched herself at the beast. That slowed him down a bit, but then the beast charged forward in an attempt to knock the woman off and he redoubled his efforts. Dropping to his knees while it was still occupied with a facefull of lycan and sliding along the cave floor, he swung out to the side with his ax looking to catch it in the leg as it passed.
Sorry.
Lets do this.
"Thanks." He said, starting to walk over to it. Then he stopped, noticing how shaken the nymph was. He got down on one knee and, with some reticence, looked her in the eye. He spoke gently. "I know this might be hard for you, but try and understand. Fire might consume living things, but it also eats up the dead and the rotten. It rids the forest of things that hurt it. That's all we're going to use it for. We're going to feed it something rotten and then extinguish it."

He stands up, walks over to the log Clover hand indicated, and places his hand on it. "Thanks for this." He says to it. "It'll be quick." Then, with two pats, he eases the ax and chops. There a sudden *Crack* and the large fallen tree splits cleanly in two from the place where it was struck, lengthwise. He places the ax against one of the split piece and chops again, and it comes apart just as easily. It a matter of moments the woodsmens deft blows render the tree down into a few stacks of easily potable pieces, which were constructed around the area.

"My ax is enchanted." He says aloud to anyone who might be wondering. "It'll split anything made of wood clean, with a single blow, so don't expect it to do that to the beast. Now, lets light up the night and put this thing to rest."
Yeah, you could always just make it up.

I got a 12.
Cliver took the blade of the axe out of it's sheath. In contrast to his shabby appearance the blade of that axe is a masterpiece. It shines even in the fading sunlight like it's plated with silver, and all along the blade is an intricate depiction of a tree worked right into the metal. It didn't look like an axe that had ever once tasted wood and, to anyone magically inclined, radiated enchantment.

"I'll set the fires up. Clover?" He asked. "Can you tell me if any of these fallen trees have any of your people living in them? I'm afraid I need to cut them up."
"And we'd be able to burn the corpse afterwards. You never want to leave monsters to rot."
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