<br/><div align="center"><strong>Grace<br/></strong></div><br/>If the man that left was the one they wanted in discuss or if this was the real deal didnt matter anymore. Not when a brute is about to pound you into the ground. This time the warrior was quick on her feet although too late into the game to know what was going on unfortunately. Rising to her feet quickly with sword in hand, she rolled into a defensive stance and spent all of her focus avoiding being injured. Several slow but brutal pounds saw her rolling, her sword attempting nothing other than to milk its energy to help her move when she could.<br/><br/><strong>"Um guys if there is a plan, love to hear it now but for the lack of it is the last thing I think of"<br/></strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Combat expertise (full our defense with mobility and combat expertise)<br/><br/>http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8528# (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8528#)<br/></div></div>