Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140128024529/@comment-12599067-20140201204402

(Daithi does give off that appearance, Shilly, or at least to Jack he does.)

(Bad memories is an excellent theme for characters. Both Mak and Jack somehow tie back to bad memories, and both are key characters in respective RPs.)

Stroggvir and the Wrathman fought furiously, neither able to get the advantage over the other. The Wrathman just kept coming, but Strogg was perfectly capable of fending off the bonewalker on his own. Makoru, meanwhile, was locked in combat with the other Wrathman, using the Wrathman's brute strength against it as he darted about, dodging axe strokes as he swiped at the walking corpse, trading in powerful attacks for quick strikes.

The Anchorite struggled under Olaf's grasp, punching and kicking as the Nord's iron grip enclosed around his throat. At last, the warlock got a firm grip on Olaf's cuirass and held on with a vice grip, his hand beginning to buzz softly. With a flash of light, Olaf was thrown backwards by a blast of lightning before he slammed into the ground five feet away, small fingers of lightning still arcing across his armor. The Anchorite coughed violently before turning to Daithi, placing a boot on the elf's throat and pressing down in an attempt to choke him.