SnorLoska starts sinking into the mud but with ease he pulls himself free. Then SnorLoska parries with his shield and cut deep with his longsword. Ha! Take this, you frothy beetle-headed flap-dragon!
Mord frowned as his spell tried to take affect. He tried to raise his arms to cast and realized that he was being sucked into the muck. Startled, he fought to escape the muck, but to no avail he was stuck fast.