"I helped hold off an entire<span style="font-style: italic">horde</span>, you're brain dead if you think six of you are going to get me to tuck my tail between my legs and flee," Marrok replied, growling softly, the wound stung like hell, and was in a rather inopportune place, but luckily was not disabling. He finally let slip the building fury, feeling instinct and rage rise to the fore of his mind as the sting of his wounds numbed slightly, starting to stitch themselves back together slowly. His ears twitched as he heard the Orc run in behind him, Marrok wasted no time in moving away and towards his proper prey - Nairen.<br/><br/>He makes his way up alongside the cat-boy, placing himself between Nairen and the tavern walls before striking out. Unfortunately for the wolf his blade catches nothing but thin air.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Marrok activates Longtooth Shifting and gains +2 to damage rolls plus Regen 2 while bloodied, then moves to I9, and attacks:<br/>Attack Roll (1d20 + 11): 3 + 11 = 14, miss by two! So close...<br/></span><br/>Cursing mentally, Marrok pulls his blade back, ready for the counterattack that would invariably come. "So, if this is more complex than any of what you said, do<span style="font-style: italic">enlighten</span>me how you came to willfully perpetrate the same crimes as were visited on you. I am all ears."