Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140330230839/@comment-5543592-20140413200404

Daithi was not happy to see the Titans.

"Why me?" He muttered. Daithi engaged in evasive maneuvers, avoiding swooping titans. The tiger had much more mobility and agility than the horses, although it did make Daithi a target.

They fought with tooth and nail towards Mannimarico. Daithi was reaching the Worm King, nearing where Mannimarico had set up his command. Dismounting quickly he whacked a necromancer across the face as he slid to the ground. Many necromancers quickly came to replace that one but the tiger made short work of them. The mages quickly learned that perhpas they should back off. Daithi leaned on his cane, which was teetering on the squishy, wet ground. The rain probably would have bothered him, expect ever inch of skin was either covered in cloth or armor. He limped toward Mannimarico, the tiger right behind him, growling ferciously at anyone who got close.

"You've been very busy." Said Daithi, gesturing at the army around him. All around there was fighting still going on, there was just a small diameter around the center of the army where there was not. "Tell me: where did you find so many dead people?" He tried to sound intimidating or insulting.