Forged Fury
First Post
Damien slowly rose to his feet. Mercifully, Archandros seemed busy somewhere else as he wasn't booming insults in his head. Nodding a curt thanks to Aridha, the warlock listened to the rest of the party discuss their possibilities. Given the utter shellacking the party had taken against just four of the defenders of this monastery, he chimed in, "I've got an idea. Why don't we do that..." Damien pointed at Carrodoc, and then pointed his palm downward and pantomimed walking with his index and middle fingers, "...somewhere else?"