(YBA) Moth travels to Little Peace Town

Moth smiles. "I'd welcome a bit of exercise," he says. "Who shall I be fighting, and what are the terms of the match?"
 

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" I shall be your opponent" as the guard speaks his face appears to grow hairy and claws grow out of his finger nails, he howls as he drops into the wolf stance.

Young Werewolf
CR 4
Hits 4
Yen Factor: 2
Master of the Tricky Wolf (Taught)
Student of the Ruby Claw (Taught)
Expert of the Ferocious Fang (Taught)
Dirty Trick
Sneaky Trick
Unholy Warrior

Moth goes first.
 

Raising his wardspell to shield him against the fiery-eyed werewolf, Moth replies, "I must say, this is not at all what I expected from such a peacefully-named town." That said, he attempts to grab the creature in a headlock.

The unicorn speaks on top of the brush; shields the descent of the fires!

(Note: for the duration of the bout, Moth will strike to subdue.)
 

The invincible crane withers the peaks; absorbs the beauty of the sickle!
Sneaky Trick: Peaks

The werewolf attacks, seeming not at all concerned by Moth's mercy. It rushes the monk into rough uneven ground where making good use of the location it savages the monk for 2 Hits.

"The name is appropriate with a little thought" It growls.
 

Having been knocked to the ground by the werewolf's fierce assault, Moth goes for its legs.

The willow lies through the wastelands; shields against the tempest of the river!

Hits: 4
 

The chimera blasts the rapids; leaps over the energy of the field!

The werewolf continues its attack clawing and biting the downed warrior for 1 Hit.
 


Getting back on his feet, Moth moves into a more defensive stance, using the shell of his magical shield to guard him until he can lash out with a powerful rending attack.

The turtle rends the ravine; shields the descent of the holy ground!
 

The hammer breaks the desert; fends off the throw of the feline!

Moth manages to strike the werewolf. rending it for 1 Hit!

Hits 2
 

"This all seems quite unnecessary," says Moth, panting with pain and exertion. "Surely, killing visitors serves your town poorly?" As he speaks, he attempts once more to grapple the werewolf.

The ki-rin sings before the beach; grasps the energy of the barrens!

(Hits: 3)
 
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