"Got it. Come here ya big chicken!" He taunts, making a lot of noise to keep the dragon's attention on him as it thrashes. "Eyes on me, you ugly mook!" He pulls a throwing knife and aims it at the mangled remains of the monster's face, looking for tender bits between the broken scales. Anything to buy Sherral the time he needs.
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Date: 2014-03-23 05:32 am (UTC)