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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The Grassy Gnoll" data-source="post: 6784614" data-attributes="member: 6788652">[sblock=Adding a wee bit of colour] I thought I should give a bit more narrative than "me hit monster, me hit monster hard, hurr hurr hurr", so...[/sblock]Alejandro's street instincts kicked in as he swung his staff, just missing the poisoner's head as he ducked his face towards his plate of bacon. Alejandro hated people that do that. He could still hear his mother's voice saying "food to mouth, Han, not mouth to food". If this guy had better table manners he'd be laid out now instead of...instead of...He stares up as Troll Era morphs into a snarling ball of fury.He gulps. Then his focus snaps back into place. Not now, damnit. Not with Nora in trouble.He hears a thud and Tro'leera shouts about silver. He sees a flash of metal as Shen throws something, and all of the slowness rapidly cuts back into real time. He smiles to himself at his foresight to visit the silversmith, whirls his staff in a very confident and graceful arc, and, jumping, swings it with all his strength two handed towards the beast.</blockquote>