[As she staggers back she bumps into Fandaniel, who tries not at all to get out of the way.]
Combat experience? Me?
[The creature bellows and thrashes a tentacle in rage, knocking stone loose from a nearby wall. From its gaping maw, Fandaniel can smell its breath. It smells like rotten meat.]
I...I fear I do not.
[Lies the sorcerer. A morbol is no match for Ascian magicks but just blasting it away wouldn't be any fun.]
Sorry for the wait!
Combat experience? Me?
[The creature bellows and thrashes a tentacle in rage, knocking stone loose from a nearby wall. From its gaping maw, Fandaniel can smell its breath. It smells like rotten meat.]
I...I fear I do not.
[Lies the sorcerer. A morbol is no match for Ascian magicks but just blasting it away wouldn't be any fun.]