<strong>Name;</strong>Nico Placido de Napoli<br/><strong>Location;</strong>Everesta - Battlefield to Tavern<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Morgul, Victoria, Eldrith, Rose and anyone else<br/><br/>"Grazie bella signora."<br/><br/>Nico had caught a gimps of the magical shot leaving under the table and knew that on the count of three he could dodge the return shot but instead he decided not to, and despite the fact that the shot was 'weak' without any kind of magical defense he was suddenly thrown forward onto the table, effectively landing back first on the wood and causing the table to collapse leaving him covered in drinks and splintered wood and looking rather unhappy about his decision.<br/><br/>"Nnngh... I have no protection ageist magical spells. I wanted you all to see first hand..."<br/><br/>He closed his eyes and sat up slowly.