Velenne
Explorer
Dukotti merely rises to his full height and glares at the noble. His pulse pounding, his senses heightened, he waits for his opponent's next move.
But watching the worm's friends drag him off, the elf can't help but feel a bit disappointed. It would have been excellent fun to throttle the bastard with his bare hands.
Content to having won a fight without ever taking a swing, he'll sit back down and smile grimly before turning to listen to the High Templar....the informant?
But watching the worm's friends drag him off, the elf can't help but feel a bit disappointed. It would have been excellent fun to throttle the bastard with his bare hands.
Content to having won a fight without ever taking a swing, he'll sit back down and smile grimly before turning to listen to the High Templar....the informant?