<div class="floatleft">(http://s23.postimg.org/eiv32yjs7/Darius_Headshot.jpg)<div class="floatleft"><br/><em>Damn noisy winged rodents… It's like they've never seen people before. Well, that explains some of the smell.</em> <em>If they don't shut up I'll skin them with those rat teeth.</em><br/><br/>Hearing the increasing amount of activity above them, Darius perturbedly looked up… Having seen his fair share of "exotic" creatures, he was able to stifle a gasp with ease, he can only hope the others can too. When did bats get that big?!?! They look hungry… The jagged fangs indicate immediately that these rodents are not into eating fruit...<br/><br/>Mumbling, <strong>"Fuck… Pardon my language… Somebody, needs to grab those weapons and tools, now…"</strong><br/><br/>Holding on with his hands to the rope that dangled the rugged noble type, he rolls a quarter-sized rock from the watering hole towards his body with his toe. Having a history of illusions, but arcane and mundane, he used that skill to deftly kick it into the air towards his chest, having it bounce and roll down the front of his shirt. He catches the stone and fiddles with it in his hand while clinging to the rope.<br/><br/>Motioning next to him, whispering. <strong>"Owl, LOOK UP… Shhhhh… You and…Half? The sailor, her there, you both look like you've seen combat. Prep the weapons, while myself, Aria and the bard keep hold of Darius. You, Fairy. get over here to hold this line. Naked Girl, grab all of the tools and put them in the chest. I'll throw this rock into a corner if they get too close. They will scramble to it, and it will only buy us a couple of seconds.</strong> <strong>So don't fuck this up,</strong> <strong>pardon my language…"</strong></div></div>