<div class="floatright">(http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h289/masta_loki/Look_at_me_by_LanWu.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Malik<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Forest<br/><strong>With:</strong>Mithil<br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Reflex Save</div><div class="spoiler_body">Reflex Save: nat 20+7=27</div></div><br/>The sudden shift in Mithil’s tone caused Malik’s instincts to sound an alarm as her words were not of a woman’s advances refused, but rather of a business dealing going bad.  He was already poised to react as she started the spell and while he was surprised to see vines erupting from the earth to ensnare him, the natural binds only managed to find empty air as the kitsune’s agility proved formidable enough to brush them aside with ease.<br/><br/><em>”It would appear you won’t be so easy to command after all.  But I have other plans.”</em><br/><br/>Malik scowled at her coldly as she issued her challenge, listening while checking his memory for the spell she cast in order to get more insight to what sort of magic user she was and possibly even what else she was capable of.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Knowledge Arcana</div><div class="spoiler_body">Knowledge Arcana 17+14=31 to identify spell cast and try to tie it to what class of spellcaster she is.</div></div><br/>Not the sort to take a threat, or even an outright attack lightly, Malik drew his rod as he darted in towards her with his free hand outstretched to grip her by the throat.  As he did so, he did a quick gesture of his hand and uttered ”Duraal!” the moment before he touched her.<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">Melee Touch Attack 17+6=23<br/><br/>Bestow Curse (DC 18 Will negates)  -4 penalty on attack rolls, saves, ability checks, and skill checks if successful. Permanent.<br/><br/>Note: Malik is not grappling with her, just delivering a touch spell with a flourish.<br/></div></div><br/>Malik bore into her with his crimson hues, making no effort to hide his anger and frustration that had been lurking beneath the surface of his emotions since the moment he realized he was imprisoned here.  ”Listen here, bitch.  I am not some dimwitted boy toy that you can try to exploit without fear of reprisal.  So unless your plans involve trying to find another person as your patsy, you’re going to find your life will be a lot more troublesome that you ever anticipated it could be.”  As Malik issued his warning, Kitai leapt out from her satchel and stood next to her master with her fur standing on end while gekkering her own challenge to Mithil.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Note</div><div class="spoiler_body">Kitai and Malik are able to deliver attacks of opportunity should she try to cast any spells that provokes them.<br/></div></div>