Komodo
First Post
After a slight delay, a wide-shouldered humanoid finally enters from the Neutral Evil side of the arena. Sunken Boulder's rough, scaly skin is of a dark gray shade, the color of a damp underground cavern. He walks with a distinct hunch; due to this, he stands only about five and a half feet tall. A heavy greataxe is gripped tightly in one of the grimlock's meaty hands, and bands of worn leather are wrapped tightly around his muscular forearms. Sunken Boulder's hair is pulled behind his head and woven into a several dozen thick locks. His most striking feature, however, is a conspicuous lack of eyes; the upper half of his wide face is like a blank slate, completely devoid of any visual organs, or even the sockets that would normally be reserved for them.
Having been warned of his opponent before entering the battlefield, Sunken Boulder creeps into the arena, staying surprisingly quiet for such a clumsy looking creature. He sniffs at the air with a wide nose, seeking to locate his foe. Appearing to have no luck in this endeavor, he slings his axe over his shoulder and jogs along the northern wall.
Sunken Boulder of the Leapers Pack enters the arena at 120N0E, then double-moves to 80N0E. He knows he can't hit the creature as long as its in the air, and is thus taking the advice of his teammates and trying to avoid being detected by the airjelly so as to force a draw.
Having been warned of his opponent before entering the battlefield, Sunken Boulder creeps into the arena, staying surprisingly quiet for such a clumsy looking creature. He sniffs at the air with a wide nose, seeking to locate his foe. Appearing to have no luck in this endeavor, he slings his axe over his shoulder and jogs along the northern wall.
Sunken Boulder of the Leapers Pack enters the arena at 120N0E, then double-moves to 80N0E. He knows he can't hit the creature as long as its in the air, and is thus taking the advice of his teammates and trying to avoid being detected by the airjelly so as to force a draw.