Greybar
No Trouble at All
(Darn, I really missed my estimation of the thing's speed.)
Lorius the cervidal steps into the arena and strides towards the center of the lower side. Dodge this! his deep voice bellows, as he casually tosses a bolt of streaming light at the cactus-creature. His faces shows quite some concern from watching how this thing fought the centaur.
(MEA to 110N45E, Std: Magic Missile at the cacti)
Lorius the cervidal steps into the arena and strides towards the center of the lower side. Dodge this! his deep voice bellows, as he casually tosses a bolt of streaming light at the cactus-creature. His faces shows quite some concern from watching how this thing fought the centaur.
(MEA to 110N45E, Std: Magic Missile at the cacti)