After Leenaria's spell wears off,Slithe seems to shift into his bothered mode again...until an enlightening expression appears on his scaled face...as if he remembered something...
"THAT'S IT!!!"
He sits up in his chair and starts to mumble something in an ancient dialect of Draconic...when he finishes,there is a bright flash of light.When the light dims,his eyes seem to fade back from a piercing white to there pupiless,radiant green...
(In Draconic,to self)-"That old cleric taught me more than he thought..."
He starts to look around,finally able to see again,and sees the potential fight going on at the front.Not knowing the situation,he pulls out his longbow and a Bodkin arrow and positions himself right over Yuri's shoulder.
(Whispered,in Yuri's ear)-"What are we aiming at?"
((OOC:Welcome,Jkmcar4227!!ISRP can really help one's writing skills...hope you have a good time in the tavern!P.S.-if you didn't read back to see what everyone looks (or in leenaria's case,looked...)like,my character,Slithe,is a Half Dragon cleric,who stands a tall 6'7'',and is currently wearing Banded Mail...His defining feature is that his head is that of a Bronze Dragon,making him very intimadating...but he's a nice guy...if Lawful Nuetral is nice...))