Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140629231702/@comment-6006054-20140702022517

Uvaryl went limp imitating death. There had been a learned man in his mercenary company who had advised them about dealing with such predators when it seemed apparent the company would be heading into the jungles of Valenwood. The job had been cancelled, and as such Uvaryl had no clue if this would truly work. He had no other options, his arms were pinned and he was no mage.