Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-12599067-20140103053510

The dreugh Daithi had now decided to use as a steed roared in pain and flailed wildly, pouring all of its somewhat limited intelligence into the sole task of getting the elf off its back. It backed into walls and slammed into pillars, doing everything it could to rid itself of its rider.

The dreugh that Nahlgaaf was roasting shrieked and found a way to turn itself back over while it struggled, still screaming wildly. It got up and turned to the mage but reeled with a bloodcurdling squeal as a knife sunk into its eye. Jack whooped in delight and looked for another option. A plan began to form as Daithi's new ride slammed into a pillar, causing it to crack slightly.

"Nahlgaaf! Draw it to that spot over there! I've got a plan!" he hollered, pointing to a spot that sat in the shadow of the pillar. Before Nahlgaaf could argue, Jack had already made his way over the pillar and was attempting to weaken it, using his shortsword to hack away at the base of the crumbling support.