Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-14139769-20140731052052/@comment-29458028-20140823005915

(Trust me, I don't like to show off my character, but killing werebeasts does happen to be one of his specialties.)

Corentin stood up and dropped into combat stance, bringing white lightning to his hand, his eyes glowing white as a pair of ethereal white wings extended from his back (it makes him a shitty sneak, though). He kept a firm grip on his dagger. (If he didn't care about trashing up the place, he would draw his sword.)

Corentin answered "sizing you up, Hircine's servant. I know what you are. If you want to fight, we can go a few rounds, but I am not in the mood to do such now, since it is my break. Either back off, or have a one on one."

(To clarify, in case I didn't, Corentin is capable of dodging arrows and crossbow bolts, even if they hit him, he will just pull them out and heal up)